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I gotta smoke on the day
I gotta spit on the day
I gotta look when it dark
I gotta stand when it rain
I do not care about her
That bitch be coming my way
Who give a fuck about them
They all belong in the drain
I cant be fucking with them
They better stay in their lane
I just want get me some cash
Dont give a fuck about fame
I put my paint on the wall
Dont give a fuck a bout names
I know you bitches all lame
You need to get you a cane
You using fame as a crutch
You up but I know
You up but I know youll go bust
No motherfucker I trust
I done work for this shit
You got that shit off of luck
Got you a couple of mill
Still you cant keep it a buck
Still I be spittin this shit
Still I aint giving a fuck
I aint be trippin on shit
I known they trippin on this
I know they wishin they this
Burning that shit of a spit cuz I spit
Buring that shit of a spit
Yeah, bitch
You saw
You saw
You saw I was off
Bitches stay lost, yeah
You saw I'm on top
All my shit too clean
Your shit need a mop
What the fuck they need
Should be keeping that shit locked
They be keeping that shit off
They be keeping that shit wack
Bitch this aint no charity
But I put you on a track
They all gone act
They not gone last
Give out tracks
If we running this their place
Run this shit I dont wait
I said no I dont, fuck the wait, fuck the wait
They say I dont see whats there, but I see it all
I know Ill be there,
And I know there hella ways to fall
Who they think they fucking with
I dont fuck with no one bitch
Put them on the fucking wall
Put them in the back my mind
Life on line
I dont give a fuck I cut the line
Know that this my time
They all actin like they seeing signs
Actin like they coming up
They shit, watch them slip bitch
I aint never really give a fuck