Yeah Fuck the feelings, I ain't dealing with 'em There's plenty motherfuckers in my party when the niggas missing It's a party when I visit, ain't nothing different but the bitches I ain't even tripping nigga If I don't like you I'ma keep my distance I ain't even speaking to them niggas Nigga I'm straight, but the reefer twisted I'm just trying to hit the fucking reefer like I'm sleeping with it nigga I ain't worried 'bout niggas, only ones to worry 'bout is ones that worry 'bout some niggas I'm trying to make it to the finish and I'm looking how I'm living, like somebody did some wishing Yeah, Bro I'm so cold, I'm doper than white up your nose You don't come close Hoe I'm a Texan, I openly flex like I'm striking a pose Cause my life's like a dream I think I'm in a coma Smoke marijuana hope I don't wake up from it I feel like a zombie, drink until I'm sick to my stomach I'm a fucking monster, you niggas don't want it with Deff You don't wan't stress with the niggas I rep to the death Let me confess, I can't protect you No, I can't save you there's no "s" on my chest There is no help Nope, I ain't fuckin' helping You just focus on the past, I'ma buy myself some presents I ain't got no pressure Gimme all the wealth to myself nigga I am feeling selfish I do not regret it Niggas lying since you met 'em, I'm just dying to forget 'em Bitches know I'm big shit, I ain't gotta measure Niggas know I'm real sick, like I ain't feeling better (I don't give a damn)
[Hook] I don't give a damn what you say motherfucker I don't care if you don't like me You can look anywhere motherfucker You'll never find another nigga like me
[Verse 2: Kevin Flum]
Yo, you 'bout to learn some shit And I hope that you pay attention You can come at me bro The next time that you trying give my name a motherfucking mention A mere slice of the pie I ain't having that The way I'm fucking with the ink you think I have a tat If it's see through let me get a dab of that Probably faded with your woman in a Cadillac Got sativa, got the indica And I'll probably call her up if I'm into her Last night she made sure that I remember her But I'll never ever trust a hoe, so I'ma end it first Fuck this, fuck that, my attitude is like this Roll a couple up and then I spit some nice shit I'm keep it up like the fucking night shift Please hand over that fucking license You rookies really really need a hand You fairly fairies need a Peter Pan You thirsty bitches need a liter and You need to fuck off and go feed your fam You need to stop wishing and make it happen Not everybody gonna make it rapping Not everybody gonna see the vision And I made it far without team decisions And you try to stay afloat but the tide strong I live a life where I be doing all the right wrongs All the wrong things for the right reasons I gotta spread my wings cause it's flight season (Let's go)
[Hook] I don't give a damn what you say motherfucker I don't care if you don't like me You can look anywhere motherfucker You'll never find another nigga like me
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