Fuck Ya’ll R. Kelly

To the nigga's that was doubting when I said I’d make it out, that didn’t believe me
Fuck ya’ll
(Fuck y’all)
And to them bitches that was hating on a nigga tryna make it, talking plenty shit
Fuck y’all
And now that I'm on, fuck y'all
(I'm on)
Fuck ya'll
(I'm on)
Fuck y'all
(I'm on)
And now that I'm on, fuck y'all
(I'm on)
Fuck ya'll
(I'm on)
Fuck y'all
(I'm on)
Yeah, now that I'm on

I'm from that project where they pull cabers
Didn't have watch the news to see police chases
Me and my mama living outta suitcases
I went from blackouts to rocking black labels
And when that landlord game, lord have mercy
Now you see me in that all white new mercy
And I'll go chilling with some supermodels that'll take you to the head
I ain't talking bottles