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Fuck It Video (MV)




Performed By: Rossthefareye
Length: 2:25
Written by: Aaron Ross




Rossthefareye - Fuck It Lyrics




I dodged a bullet coulda been dead
Cant let them talk get in your head
The enemy of my enemy is gonna be friends
They say you changed when they did not see you begin
You cant get close I'm not who you think I am
I stink I came out the gym
Highlight reel watch the film
Make a choice pop a pill
If it's pressed then take half
Do not do drugs if you cant do the math

F*ck it
Glass in my wrist
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Blow a bag on my bitch
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Smoking on my shit
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Doing what I want
F*ck it
F*ck what you think

They be like Ross where you been
In debt cut the check
F*ck a bag on some drip
Birdman get respek
I was working 9 to 5 AC no sweat
I was just over broke with the water to the neck
Deep breath Deepak Chopra intellect
I went home to see my family jumping on and off the jet
I'm my own worst enemy so I get out my way instead
When I wake up I don't snooze I just get up out the bed

F*ck it
Glass in my wrist
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Blow a bag on my bitch
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Smoking on my shit
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Doing what I want
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
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I dodged a bullet coulda been dead
Cant let them talk get in your head
The enemy of my enemy is gonna be friends
They say you changed when they did not see you begin
You cant get close I'm not who you think I am
I stink I came out the gym
Highlight reel watch the film
Make a choice pop a pill
If it's pressed then take half
Do not do drugs if you cant do the math

F*ck it
Glass in my wrist
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Blow a bag on my bitch
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Smoking on my shit
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Doing what I want
F*ck it
F*ck what you think

They be like Ross where you been
In debt cut the check
F*ck a bag on some drip
Birdman get respek
I was working 9 to 5 AC no sweat
I was just over broke with the water to the neck
Deep breath Deepak Chopra intellect
I went home to see my family jumping on and off the jet
I'm my own worst enemy so I get out my way instead
When I wake up I don't snooze I just get up out the bed

F*ck it
Glass in my wrist
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Blow a bag on my bitch
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Smoking on my shit
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
F*ck it
Doing what I want
F*ck it
F*ck what you think
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Writer: Aaron Ross
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