Rock Fu - Get out of my face (feat. Mustache Mello) Lyrics

Yeah
Aye man no matter what you do niggas gone hate you for it
Who's problem is that
Hey its Rock aye
Aye F.E.R aye
Turn up Lets go
Aye they made me a one out of one
You ain't seen what I been through
And you don't know what I'm bout to become
You niggas flying way to close to the sun
A real king worry bout his own kingdom
Dawg I ain't trippin bout none of them
I want mines I ain't trynna fit in
Y'all ain't ready for my prime baby
I ain't chose this
This what they made me
Fool traumatized
Feel like I'm crazy
You really think you gone be good after playin me
Nah
You can scratch that
Flashbacks of being stabbed in the back
To protect ya heart you gotta savage that
I'm just trynna live
How you mad at that
I ain't grimey like you niggas that brought this out of me
I'm trynna get rich
But I wore that rolled wit it came up and turned it into strength
How you got the nerve to judge me
What would you do then if you was me
Got a short fuse for a thief
And anybody that remind me of my enemies
Up in the morning and I'm up in that booty
Yeah
Hitting gas I be rolling that loose leaf
All this tough talk
It ain't gone move me
Be yourself boy you is a groupie
I want cream I'm addicted to blue cheese
Hit the scene and we making a movie

Who knew I would grow like this
I came here on a mission
I ain't know that I would be this lit
Now they all in my business
Get out of my face
Get out of my face
Get out of my face
Get out of my face

Mustache
Throwing out cutters but this ain't no baseball
Sending them shots to your phone
Knock your face off
I don't work for Delta but I'm bout to take off
You niggas ain't fighting
You niggas like Jake Paul
Had to build up the hustle
My money was way small
Had to learn from my losses
Rebound from the great fall
Bout to run it up like Saquon
Ain't got no insurance
Call State Farm
Keep a chopper with a leg so I stay armed
Hold on Jake before I pull the drake out
Had a flood on my chain
Call it lake out
So much money around
Need a Rake
How I keep in the paint
Cuz the money be fake
Want the bread so I let em eat cake
No new friends you can't touch on my plate
Money turning the love into hate
Or the love is an act so it's fake
I remove I subtract I replace
Turn the fake to the hell out my face
Before I go hulk in this place
To the past I must erase
Use my future
I gotta replace
My mistakes of yesterday
Yeah even though I learned these straight
Get the hell up outta my face

Who knew I would grow like this
I came here on a mission
I ain't know that I would be this lit
Now they all in my business
Get out of my face
Get out of my face
Get out of my face
Get out of my face
Who knew I would grow like this
I came here on a mission
I ain't know that I would be this lit
Now they all in my business
Get out of my face
Get out of my face
Get out of my face
Get out of my face