F ’Em All Joe Budden

[Intro]
Fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all
Every other city we go
Fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all
Fuck these fuck niggas talkin' 'bout? It go

[Verse 1]
Fuck niggas mad at me for?
I ain't done shit to y'all (Word)
Just doin' me like y'all should
Maybe that step got skipped to y'all
Maybe this lifestyle ain't fit for y'all
What this is for? Work so hard
So your kids could ball when you go to the bank
Make a big withdraw, it ain't shit to y'all
Now, minions' opinions are venomous
They know I'm infamous, nigga, I been in the hood
Swimmin' in cinnamon women, my livin' conditions
Of Benjamin spendin', I'm good
Sweet success, I'm remindin' 'em of
Always while they online in the club
While I'm inside with some white girls prolly
Gettin' drunk doin' lines in the club, what we talkin' 'bout?
Made off like Madoff
That shit they say be way off
No days off, you laid off
My car, my house both paid off
She already know what it is
Hop in my car, my house, I break her off
Her blouse, her draws, she take 'em off
My couch, get it hard then make it soft
Got hawks for all that talkin'
When we walk in, just stay clear of that
See you when we see you
We won't see you, you ain't where we at
You got it weird
My back turned but I hear
Fully autos, I bear it
So if it ain't God, I don't fear it