Que the Artist - Fuck You (Rough) [Prod. 6] Lyrics

Honestly I pray you can't sleep at night
I hope you think about me every single night
And how you did me f*cking dirty
All the fame and flashing lights
But I guess that shit's more important right
You don't give a f*ck about no good guy
Nigga don't even gotta treat you right
All he gotta do is show his moola
But it's all ok
My feelings MIA
I don't give a f*ck what you say
Shawty it's too late
So please get outta my way
I cannot stand your face
F*ck

Cause now it's f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you...
Cause now it's f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you...
Cause now it's f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you

You thought you had this shit figured out
But look at how shit turned out
Girl you could cry me a river
I'd still leave your ass in a drought
My new bitch bad As f*ck
And she hold a young nigga down
Shawty I played your games
Now a niggas all leveled up
Now I'm on my way to the top
And I know that shit really hurt
But shawty you hurt me too
You put my heart in the dirt
Now I gotta flex on you
Flex on you and your boo
And I'ma do it with a smile on my face
Just Cause I'm a petty ass dude
Cause now it's...

F*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you...
Cause now it's f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you...
Cause now it's f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you