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  • I don't give a ****, *****
    So why'd they evict you, bro?

    Feel this cage when that acid fade
    Face the same, but your mind has changed
    You desire a stable home
    I acquire fame at naming hoes
    Contemplating ways of getting dome
    Plotting on my neighbors
    Asking God for favors, guess he isn’t home
    Probably ‘cause that ******* faith I didn’t show
    Skippin church, flip the work
    Hit the dirt like Tommy Drummond b*tch
    Grew up in a home that papa wasn’t in
    Came up off of work that my conscience wasn't in
    Either way it goes, a lot is getting hit
    And if it wasn’t hoes, then it probably was a lick
    Got burners on my soul, and my posse on my skin
    Sweaty D-A dollar top lotto picks
    Promise that I'm not the one to ******* plot against
    Love him, but my father ain't my ************* friend
    Trying to figure out how to start a ************* end
    Trend dodging, keep a b*tch by me
    Back roll
    Garbage bag full of Xans
    Place myself to rap still, *****, cash is in hand
    Packs get vac sealed like the Tin Man
    Cardiac still missing, is it past real?
    Get it, work make Guinness

    Don’t know where I’m going, don’t know where I been
    Never trust these hoes, can’t even trust my friends
    Tell that b*tch to roll up, ******* with some grown ups
    Don’t know where I’m going, don’t know where I been
    Never trust these hoes, can’t even trust my friends
    Tell that b*tch to roll up, ******* with some grown ups

    My mama wonder why it never seem to reach
    See my daddy in the way I'm acting
    And my facial features
    Just trying to put you on, dawg, I came from teachers
    Take the plate and clean it, *****, I’m a dog
    Tell her hit or miss me with the ******* monologue
    Lord, I can't fight it, know I'm tryna brawl
    Get a copper hauled off
    ****, I'm the type of ***** that you cop your raw off
    Popping hoes
    Grab the board and these ****** call charge
    Chain switches jerseys like it's all star
    Press the OnStar, think it's all lost
  • [00:07.94]I don't give a ****, *****
    [00:09.69]So why'd they evict you, bro?
    [00:12.95]
    [00:13.32]Feel this cage when that acid fade
    [00:15.69]Face the same, but your mind has changed
    [00:19.40]You desire a stable home
    [00:21.62]I acquire fame at naming hoes
    [00:23.92]Contemplating ways of getting dome
    [00:27.19]Plotting on my neighbors
    [00:29.28]Asking God for favors, guess he isn’t home
    [00:32.36]Probably ‘cause that ******* faith I didn’t show
    [00:35.70]Skippin church, flip the work
    [00:38.29]Hit the dirt like Tommy Drummond b*tch
    [00:42.00]Grew up in a home that papa wasn’t in
    [00:45.08]Came up off of work that my conscience wasn't in
    [00:48.37]Either way it goes, a lot is getting hit
    [00:51.67]And if it wasn’t hoes, then it probably was a lick
    [00:54.80]Got burners on my soul, and my posse on my skin
    [00:58.07]Sweaty D-A dollar top lotto picks
    [01:01.38]Promise that I'm not the one to ******* plot against
    [01:04.49]Love him, but my father ain't my ************* friend
    [01:08.20]Trying to figure out how to start a ************* end
    [01:11.49]Trend dodging, keep a b*tch by me
    [01:14.57]Back roll
    [01:16.46]Garbage bag full of Xans
    [01:17.89]Place myself to rap still, *****, cash is in hand
    [01:21.18]Packs get vac sealed like the Tin Man
    [01:24.48]Cardiac still missing, is it past real?
    [01:27.92]Get it, work make Guinness
    [01:30.74]
    [01:31.37]Don’t know where I’m going, don’t know where I been
    [01:33.59]Never trust these hoes, can’t even trust my friends
    [01:39.23]Tell that b*tch to roll up, ******* with some grown ups
    [01:44.51]Don’t know where I’m going, don’t know where I been
    [01:46.50]Never trust these hoes, can’t even trust my friends
    [01:50.44]Tell that b*tch to roll up, ******* with some grown ups
    [01:56.95]
    [01:57.18]My mama wonder why it never seem to reach
    [01:58.90]See my daddy in the way I'm acting
    [02:02.93]And my facial features
    [02:04.31]Just trying to put you on, dawg, I came from teachers
    [02:08.33]Take the plate and clean it, *****, I’m a dog
    [02:11.47]Tell her hit or miss me with the ******* monologue
    [02:14.58]Lord, I can't fight it, know I'm tryna brawl
    [02:17.82]Get a copper hauled off
    [02:19.57]****, I'm the type of ***** that you cop your raw off
    [02:23.04]Popping hoes
    [02:24.24]Grab the board and these ****** call charge
    [02:28.32]Chain switches jerseys like it's all star
    [02:31.87]Press the OnStar, think it's all lost