f*ck You, Love You lyrics

You should prolly shut the f*ck up when you talk to me
I’m sorry you don’t bother me, you couldn’t appall a G
My mind is Talib but my attitude is Sheek Louch
Walk with me
They used to be scoffin’, see now they pickin’ out coffins
We moved the S from the front to the back of the word, that’s word
Boo-hoo, facts heard
I’m from where we be like, “facts”
You’re where if you take a bad turn you might not pass go no mo’ cause they’ll pull your car
Woes on my mind from depression that burn like bullet scars
They screamin’ “you’re a star”
I’m screamin’ “drinks on yall then”
Don’t you think I’m ballin’, b*tch, why you think I’m starvin’?
I’m goin harder than hard
f*ck not wantin’ treble
I don’t put bass in my songs, I just let my stomach rumble
You rappers Hubble Bubble, sh*t
What the f*ck you wan’ do?
f*ck your lil’ confusion conclusions that you come to
sh*t, I never saw a hurdle that I couldn’t run through
Jesus, I guess my thesis is “f*ck you” but also that “I love you”
It’s Craft, b*tch