Or I don’t give a shit about a thing you say My ear canals, so either my hearing’s out Once again is stout (Yeah), so many world records, I’m Guinness’ed out (Huh?) No more Guinness Stout, but my belief in myself
“Marshall, I be leavin’ you” (Haha, stupid) My father said to me when I was just a week or two Honestly, I need doubters because you motherfuckers (Yeah)īelievers, a little faith is all I seek from youĪll I need to do is hear you say the same shit You just literally knelt to me, I used to have no self-esteem (Yeah) That went over your head because you just fell on knees We sell like Velveeta Shells & Cheese (Woo! Let’s go!)īut y’all miss the meaner me, back when I had felonies He used to rock the Jailhouse, and I used to rock The Shelter Now I’m about to explain to you all the parallels
‘Cause they mad that they can’t do shit (Haha) Perhaps used it (For what?) as a tool to combat school Three for the tater tots, four if you ate a lotįive if you came to rock and you never gave a fuck Middle fingers up, we ’bout to do this shit againĪnd it goes: one for the trailer park, two for my baby-ma So I don’t give a shit about a thing you sayĪnd if you don’t like it you can sit and spin Sometimes I feel like Pete Rose (Why?), I got so many hit singles (Yeah)īitch, I barely have any wrinkles, you sleepin’ on me like I’m ZzzQuil Still goin’ toe-to-toe, I’m still boxing with all my demons (Yeah)īut a couple Xanny bars and I’m Danny Gar–, see ya!īeen stuntin’ on you from the jump like Evel Knievelīack in the cut and stackin’ chips up like a can of Pringles Rap is my new Vicodin, Suboxene is how I treat it (Get it?) It’s higher than Wiz Khalifa (Woo!), soon as he lit the weed up (Huh?)Īs I go pickin’ speed up (Where?), like I was finna re-up (Yeah) Give these little pricks the finger, and when I stick this thing up Got ’em all on pins and needles (Yeah), just like Ozempic, meaning These little attention seekers, I’m finna treat ’em like diabetics (What?) To Jack and the Bean– (Huh?), I’m watchin’ my stock rise (Woo!) Yeah, since I got signed (Woo!), I went from pot pies Top five since I discovered peroxide (What?) Modus operandi, bottle of blond dye (Yeah)
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