Chamuel Williams - Y u Fukn with me Lyrics

Forget about the law I got my own code,
Do whatever I got, to survive, that's my moral showing
I been running outside, I waiting on shit, I biding my time bro,
Except for a few men, I know in my life, man they all is hoes,
Cannot trust em, can be busted, big on brash or Robitussin,
It don't matter, we still be busted, shit we ain't done with repercussions,
Ain't shit changed since 94,

Yeah That's when Tupac died,

Cause I'm rapping and rhyming and living bout the same shit, took his life, yeah

We was in the streets,
Pushing weight, no gym,
(Still strong though)
I had lots of time,
To dwell on my sin
(What's right hoe?)
Young men tryna do some harm, to these people,
Giving no f*cks
With no love,
Colored glass pained with colored blood

Rose tinted, or too malicious,
That's just the business
Lost love with all my friends,
Made it through the bends
Pray it's long 'fore my journey ends,
But it just depends
Raised up in those city streets,

SO WHY YOU FUCKING WITH ME

Bent down with yo ten toes,
Still hitting from the back though,
Bitch slow with the stupid tax,
I ain't even got the mouth yet,
So go head and keep your mouth wet
Pay a f*cker for defense,
Making you a new target
I ain't even-

Got a clue why-

Mr. Reagan,

Still f*cking us,

60 years later, even if,

No mob ties,

I pissed on his highway last month,
Just to show you what I'm on,

Make a mil or more, and you still, just a lil gator,
Finally make a Bil, and you still ain't shit, a faker,
When we gonna be, recognized, as only the greatest
I had wait awhile, now I know, I'm done being patient

We was in the streets,
Pushing weight, no gym,
Still strong though
I had lots of time,
To dwell on my sin
What's right hoe?
Young men tryna do some harm, to these people,
Giving no f*cks to these streets,

SO WHY YOU FUCKING WITH ME

Rose tinted, or too malicious,
That's just the business
Lost love with all my friends,
Made it through the bends
Pray it's long 'fore my journey ends,
But it just depends
Raised up in those city streets,

Bent down with yo ten toes,
Still hitting from the back though,
Bitch slow with the stupid tax,
I ain't even got the mouth yet,
So go head keep your mouth wet
Pay a f*cker for defense,
Cause I was raised up in them city streets,

SO WHY YOU FUCKING WITH ME