F What They Say by Stalley Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah yeah
Correct
[Verse]
Fuck what they say
I'm getting money, count up everyday
Fuck what they say
Cause we getting money, count up everyday
Give a fuck what you say
Opinions don't matter and suggestions don't pay
I'm on my way
To collect everything you niggas tried to keep away
Need that gold on my safe
Gold rims for the wraith, blow stim in your face
Disrespectful they say
Only time to be nice is when walking in the bank
Ain't no smiling in my face, we ain't cool nigga
I don't know you from nowhere, we ain't go to school nigga
Ain't no blood running through us the same
You ain't fight with me homie, you ain't gang
A low of switching up
I stayed the same, kept it solid down to the chain
Put respect on every letter of my name
It's that serious
You can save all your cheddar, I'm not curious
No competition or race, this ain't Fast and Furious
Plus you must be delirious thinking you can compete
I walk to the beat of my own drum
I drive fast cars like I stole 'em
I'm on one
On a mission out here getting chicken
In other words I'm Marshawn Lynch
Fuck what you stand for, you're out-positioned
If you ain't an ally then you opposition
New year so it's a new mission
Might come roaring with the roof missing
Or my normal old school with the twelve pistons
Squatting on you niggas, yeah I'm back to shitting
Blue leather bomber with black mittens
White Airforces with the black stitching
It's like '09 again, same mission
This tiget got his stripes, ain't the same kitten
It's a lot I've been though so it ain't the same, listen
I've been fighting through the darkness pay attention
[Outro]
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
Yeah yeah
Correct
[Verse]
Fuck what they say
I'm getting money, count up everyday
Fuck what they say
Cause we getting money, count up everyday
Give a fuck what you say
Opinions don't matter and suggestions don't pay
I'm on my way
To collect everything you niggas tried to keep away
Need that gold on my safe
Gold rims for the wraith, blow stim in your face
Disrespectful they say
Only time to be nice is when walking in the bank
Ain't no smiling in my face, we ain't cool nigga
I don't know you from nowhere, we ain't go to school nigga
Ain't no blood running through us the same
You ain't fight with me homie, you ain't gang
A low of switching up
I stayed the same, kept it solid down to the chain
Put respect on every letter of my name
It's that serious
You can save all your cheddar, I'm not curious
No competition or race, this ain't Fast and Furious
Plus you must be delirious thinking you can compete
I walk to the beat of my own drum
I drive fast cars like I stole 'em
I'm on one
On a mission out here getting chicken
In other words I'm Marshawn Lynch
Fuck what you stand for, you're out-positioned
If you ain't an ally then you opposition
New year so it's a new mission
Might come roaring with the roof missing
Or my normal old school with the twelve pistons
Squatting on you niggas, yeah I'm back to shitting
Blue leather bomber with black mittens
White Airforces with the black stitching
It's like '09 again, same mission
This tiget got his stripes, ain't the same kitten
It's a lot I've been though so it ain't the same, listen
I've been fighting through the darkness pay attention
[Outro]
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine