Ibn Inglor Fuck It Lyrics

Fuck it, fuck it,fuck it
Fuck it,

Man I haven't left the crib a year, half year maybe
This shit feels good
Kickin' in the hood no we're all good

Fuck it, every shit is kind of nervous
Fuck it,
Fuck it
Nigga what you gonna do?
Talk that shit
Why are you nervous?
We make night search
Got the weed in the bottles
Come along for the ride
Come along for the high

Fuck it, fuck it,fuck it

Fuck it

I feel lost in the maze
This spook shit is crazy
I feel lost in the cage
And I'm feelin' so lazy
I'll flip so hard
This shit is so wavy
Lookin' up never felt so good
Lookin' up never felt so good
Lookin' up never felt so good
Lookin' up never felt so good

With the time gone
Why do I even feel like I ain't a nigga?
Man I don't even get it
Fuck it