Sudong - NEGATIVITY (feat. VIC) Lyrics

I don't have the patience for negativity
I choke it out of motherf*ckers
Whole lot of do-rag activity
Real street motherf*ckers

Get out my face
I need my space
Get out my way
Or get ran the f*ck over

Had a lot of friends, tried to f*ck me over
Real snakes, call them King Cobra
I may smile and say, what's up, still a cold shoulder
Always high, I can't stay sober

I live in hot Atlanta, but the block cold, bruh
Get it how you live, that's what Jeezy told us
Get dat hoe the meat like a cold cut
She gon' make it pop like a soda

Send her back to the streets when I sober up
If I see you in the street, I don't notice her
If you ain't f*ckin' with me, then what's your motive here
Come with the negative, get from over here

I don't have the patience for negativity
I choke it out of motherf*ckers
Whole lot of do-rag activity
Real street motherf*ckers

Get out my face
I need my space
Get out my way
Or get ran the f*ck over

You can be all in my face
Monday through Sunday, I see the way
You try me every time
But you was like pressing rewind, I ain't playing with you

F*ck all that shit that you be talking about
You know that I see you, what you all about
I'm reading you like a book
And you don't even got the look

I ain't got no time for the shit that you saying
I could beat your ass, but, baby, I been praying
Trying to get better to a better day
Bitch, I'm trying to get to a better me

I don't have the patience for negativity
I choke it out of motherf*ckers
Whole lot of do-rag activity
Real street motherf*ckers

Get out my face
I need my space
Get out my way
Or get ran the f*ck over

If you ain't f*cking with me, then what's your motive here
Come with the negative, please get from over here
Stay in your lane, learn how to stir
From St. Louis, the streets colder than Canada

Even when the pressure's strong, we do not panic here
Smoking trees, hoping I see another year
Keep my mind cleaned up like a janitor
Life will break you down, with no mechanic near

I just need a fat blunt, 12-pack of beer
I'm a be aight, I swear, you can hate me, I don't care
Let the drama in, then the bullshit will appear
Get the f*ck out my face

I don't have the patience for negativity
I choke it out of motherf*ckers
Whole lot of do-rag activity
Real street motherf*ckers

Get out my face
I need my space
Get out my way
Or get ran the f*ck over