Lyrics
If you don't have calluses on your hands (I don't relate to you)
You don't handle it like a man (I don't relate to you)
Always whining like a bitch (I don't relate to you)
Do you sit when you piss (I don't relate to you)
Hard knocks, but I'm with it, never stop, and I'm strong
Blasting off with that peacemaker now I'm getting it in, and I'm gone
Feet hurt and my back hurt, but you know I keep on flossing
It don't make dollars, it don't make sense, so, bread's all I'm discussing
Listen, stay away from the phony boys, tell a story, try to sell your glory
I'm the judge, plus I'm the jury, so, take it now, this is mandatory
Don't stress, you do nothing for me, your voice alone is so annoying
On top of that, your words boring, so, keep it moving, I'ma keep it foreign
Brace kind of with that good cuss, stay above the bullshit
Fort Knox, that's a good look, taking off like wild kids
Obese like my pockets, but you're blinded by your hate
This fuck boy is done, white chalk, bring the yellow tape
If you don't have calluses on your hands (I don't relate to you)
If you don't handle it like a man (I don't relate to you)
Never put it over time (I don't relate to you)
If you call your friends to whine (I don't relate to you)
If you don't have calluses on your hands (I don't relate to you)
You don't handle it like a man (I don't relate to you)
Always whining like a bitch (I don't relate to you)
Do you sit when you piss (I don't relate to you)
Stop whining crying always acting like a bitch
Things don't go your way so you're quick to flip
You're spending all damn night talking about the same shit
I'm tired of this and you need to quit
Look, hear me out I understand that you're going through a drought
I understand everybody's got pain and I understand right now it's hard to maintain
But, but, but gotta man up, pull your boots up and take your dress off
Acting like a bra with your constant soft talk, when all this mud you walked is your fault
So why don't you mop it up, boss
Instead of add it to it, make it spill into a swamp