"Sympathy" lyrics

Uh, super futuristic, uh
Chuckyy fuck all the bitches
We still spin out Honda Civics, uh
First nigga we catch, gon' blitz 'em, uh (Rrah)
Oh, that's your bitch? I hit her (Rrah)
Mom can't give her son no kisses, uh (Rrah)
We can't show no sympathy, we lost shit in the trenches, uh

But I ain't lose none of my niggas, I only lose them to the system
I got two APs on me right now, my left pocket all blues
Oh, that's your bitch? She choosin', I like her too, so make room
She told me, I'm that dude, I say, "You know you that girl"
Fuck that passport, we can go fly to the 'Raq, step in my world
Micro Dracy, all these buttons and the truck BP, we thorough
Fly to L.A. when I'm overstimulated, this shit real (Real)
Muscle memory, I just gotta focus up
I do shows in Italy, AV said, "Run my tokens up"
I had a long day at work, I got back home and tore her up
Yeah, you know I broke her up
She can't breathe 'cause I'm chokin' her out
KRISS Vec' keep pokin' on my tummy, in the bank, I got it under my arm

Super futuristic, uh
Chuckyy fuck all the bitches
We still spin out Honda Civics, uh
First nigga we catch, we gon' blitz 'em, uh (Rrah)
Oh, that's your bitch? I hit her (Rrah)
Mom can't give her son no kisses, uh (Rrah, rrah)
We can't show no sympathy, we lost shit in the trenches

Mind over matter
Mind over matter
Mind over matter
We can't show no sympathy