Cruel Intentions lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck it, f*ck it, f*ck it, f*ck it

[Chorus]
I'ma leave it like that 'cause I ain't doin' sh*t for a b*tch again
Been there, done that, f*ck it, yeah, yeah
I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all puttin' work in
You wanna make money, man, that’s so ironic
Pass me the gun, I'm shootin' up
Get out the way or you f*cked
You fake as hell and I had enough
The reaper's here and I'm tired as f*ck

[Verse]
You can't just think that I'm gon' take your sh*t
We've been tied up, lied to
Ain't even tryna hear no more of that sh*t
Man, shut the hell up, had a long ass day
You don't put no food in this b*tch
Always tryna fight at night, real sh*t, I ain't slept in a year
Tryna stay cool but I always get mad then I end up here
sh*t, sometimes a n*gga even end up in jail
f*ckin' with you, I fell
My Heaven on Earth is just hell
But it's too late, the ships have sailed
If it's time to die then farewell, see your asses in Hell
[Chorus]
I'ma leave it like that 'cause I ain't doin' sh*t for a b*tch again
Been there, done that, f*ck it, yeah, yeah
I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all puttin' work in
You wanna make money, man, that’s so ironic
Pass me the gun, I'm shootin' up
Get out the way or you f*cked
You fake as hell and I had enough
The reaper's here and I'm tired as f*ck

[Bridge]
I know you don't care 'cause you lookin' right past me
The voice inside me is tellin' me to run
Would your life be better if your people never met me?
Hope there's no guns since you think that I'm dumb
I know you don't care 'cause you lookin' right past me
The voice inside me is tellin' me to run
Would your life be better if your people never met me?
Hope there's no guns since you think that I'm dumb

[Chorus]
(I know you don't care 'cause you lookin' right past me)
I'ma leave it like that 'cause I ain't doin' sh*t for a b*tch again
(The voice inside me is tellin' me to run)
Been there, done that, f*ck it, yeah, yeah
(Would your life be better if your people never met me?)
I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all puttin' work in
(Hope there's no guns since you think that I'm dumb)
Pass me the gun, I'm shootin' up
Get out the way or you f*cked
You fake as hell and I had enough
The reaper's here and I'm tired as f*ck