Kal Bear - Fuck This (feat. Sasha A Sloan)

Spent my whole life tryna prove myself
To people I don't like,
I don't need your help
But I don't mind
Cause I'm better now
Haven't heard of me
We'll sit on down

Let me spill the tea
Tell you bout my whole life
I was just a teen
When I learned how to ghost write
Living in the streets
But I'm neat like a bow tie
Uh oh ohhh
They all doubted my whole life
But I cut them off with a knife
Now I'm living life on Venice beach
I got my future wife right next to me
They all said I was too young
Told me to quit and move on
Swear this song is gonna blow up big
And if it doesn't I don't really give a shit

Fuck this, fuck that
I don't care what you have
Tell them I'm back
Everybody's big mad, true
I can do anything better than you
I don't really care what you gonna do?
Fuck this, fuck that
I don't care what you got
Nice house, nice car
I don't know who you are, you
Are trying too hard, it's sad but it's true
I don't gotta fit in to be cool

Ain't nobody can do it like me
What you call hard, I do it with ease
I'll play you guitar, I won't skip a beat
I'll be a star, just wait and see
This is the part where the people start to know me
Put me on tour and I'm holding all the trophies
Millions of plays but I'm still feeling lonely
Uh oh
You know what I mean

This is what I wanted but
I'm being honest cause
I feel like everybody here is fake
Until the world owns my name

Fuck this, fuck that
I don't care what you have
Tell them I'm back
Everybody's big mad, true
I can do anything better than you
I don't really care what you gonna do?
Fuck this, fuck that
I don't care what you got
Nice house, nice car
I don't know who you are, you
Are trying too hard, it's sad but it's true
I don't gotta fit in to be cool

I don't gotta fit in
I don't got no fake friends
Don't have to impress them
If you're in the scene
Imma teach you all a lesson

Fuck this, fuck that
I don't care what you have
Tell them I'm back
Everybody's big mad, true
I can do anything better than you
I don't really care what you gonna do?
Fuck this, fuck that
I don't care what you got
Nice house, nice car
I don't know who you are, you
Are trying too hard, it's sad but it's true
I don't gotta fit in to be cool

Written by:
Kal Wilkinson, Sasha Sloan

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