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Right about now, I don’t give a F-U-C-K
Cause most wanna [?] me ’til I see pay
My prop won’t let me dick ride a DJ
So a lot of them don’t wanna show me love (nuh-uh)
But I ain’t trippin’, fuck ’em
They can take my left and right nut and suck ’em
If they don’t wanna give me pull with this rap shit
Well then I guess a nigga gotta push and shove
It’s difficult bein’ real in a world full of fake
But cuttin’ the grass makes it easier to spot a snake
I ain’t talkin’ food but I love to make cake
And life is a job that pays you not to take a break
I carry a big ego, never feel my back ache
And I always do it right, even if it’s by mistake
Fuck a movement, I’mma make a earthquake
Cause a lot got it to give
But they don’t got what it takes
Give a fuck about shit but gettin’ ahead
I even think about it while I’m gettin’ some head
But not from my bitch, but your bitch instead
And she undercover with it like „get in the bed”
Doin’ a little bit more than a lotta bit
So I have a tendency to talk a lotta shit
Cause bitch I feel it in my gut, like I gotta shit
I’m surrounded by a lotta money I gotta get
I fuck with crazy niggas that are off the top
Keep a couple of bills paid off the bop
I’m from Oakland California flip off a cop
And my grind is like time, man it just don’t stop
I had some fake ass friends and some fake ass fam
That taught me how to not give a fuck and go ham
A few people don’t like me they say I’m so damn
Full of myself I tell ’em I for sure am
If you was the shit too, you would do what I do
I make the kinda music that people get high to
And get bitches addicted make ’em say they’re my boo
Even if they know they’re just a girl that I screwed
I’m just tryna live through it all, survive to say
I’m trippin’ cause I’m gassin’ and I got a lotta drive
But I see nobody makes it outta life alive, so I be
Goin’ in like a head-first dive
In a pool full of cash, nigga
Splash, nigga I smash, nigga
Stop hatin’ cause you trash, nigga
You old „Mork-ass bitch-made D.A.S.H.”
Nigga I’m the fire on the blunt, you’re the ash, nigga
In your face like a mustache, nigga
I was born to lose, built to win
I got swag all over my body like a rash, nigga
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