เนื้อเพลง The Middle Finger - Wale

[Jerry Seinfeld:]
Now, one of the services you provide is giving them something to talk about.
Let 'em talk. It makes 'em happy, it makes 'em feel good.
They don't believe half the sh*t they say.
People wanna talk. Yeah, it's fun to talk

Hate to be the bearer of bad news
But I can't move with too many rap dudes
I respect dudes from my double M crew
But I'm just not that dude hanging on to who's who's and such
Cash rule for some, got room for none
Can't fool with n*ggas who put the rumors up
Wanted to quit, rap music s*cks
But couldn't run a 4.2, so with you I'm stuck
Went in the booth, truth? the only tool I trust
And that's sayin' a lot, cause Pro Tools be stuck
You grindin' hot, they wanna be cool with yah
They're like consignment shops, they're old news to us

[Hook:]
Society, I trip 'em
Aye well look now
I got to be the realest
Aye well look now
Society, I trip 'em
Aye well look now
Should follow no n*gga
Just the god inside of my mirror
F*ck you, leave me alone (aye well look now)
F*ck you, leave me alone (aye well look now)
F*ck you, leave me alone (aye well look now)
F*ck you, leave me alone (aye well look now)
F*ck you, leave me alone
F*ck you, leave me alone
F*ck you, leave me alone
F*ck you, leave me alone

Fightin' for my respect, receive it or nothin' else
Preachin' and geekin', I kinda think that I'm Malcolm X
MDMA in my juice, jaws tired and thru
Now I'm sweatin' cause the b*tches, they perspired me to
Are you judgin' me now? Do you f*ck with me now?
Miscarried my first child, ain't finna come out
F*ck the therapy route, where the syrup and loud?
Blue 30 come around, there's the smile
Opiated, could show up later with more elation
All my b*tches say, "Take it easy, enjoy the paper"
Try to be with the people, see what I'm fightin'
Them inner demons, and how it was eatin' me while I be in Vegas
Yeah, life a gamble anyway jo
Pop a perc, I could merk through the pain though
Mind bills pilin' up, drop a single
Thrill's all gone when that mothaf*ckin' fame go
Ever seen a mix J Cole and Django?
Educated, sh*t, but he whip like he ain't though
Black b*tches say my sh*t is so graceful
White b*tches barely know me up in Graystone

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