I just say fuck to the rain
Why am I here
I just say fuck to the pain
Why am I here
I just say fuck to your name
Why am I here
I just say fuck to the pain
Why am I here
I just say fuck to the rain
Why am I here
I just say fuck to your name
Why am I here
I just say fuck to the pain
Why am I here
All up in yo face with the blaze
Weed got me looking both ways
Swig of vodka and some waves
Weather got me feeling like the sun
Call me Neo
I'm the one
I'm the one pouring rum
Lost in my head
I'm like okay
Shawty hit my phone
I'm like no way
I'm just finna drone to the ocean
Finishing smoking and conversating bout how I'm okay
Getting roasted by Miguel and Davis yeah okay
And we be chillin real loud
Camp Real Friends
Livers probably yellin drought
A couple hood kids screaming
Fuck it to the clout
Nah shit
For real
Um yes
Fuck the clout
That shit'll get you killed nowadays
No doubt
If angels fly north
Why they bury niggas south
Camp Real Friends