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You don't wanna mess with the Southside boy
Where them killers and the dealers sitting outside, boy
Show me to the stove, burn your house down, boy
Whip a nickel to a fifty like a real dope boy
Tall white tee, no-style n***as wanna be like me
Real big shoes and them little ass jeans
Got you n***as falling down when you running from police
Crooked-ass teeth
Gold on the neck, call Johnny for my piece
Married to the lean, floating on the trees
I can't leave thе house, do it only for a fee
Money in my pockets, still tryna gеt it free
Gasoline, but my tank on E
Walking with a limp 'cause the stick on me
Running to the cops who are not like me
Talking on the net, you are not like me

I don't, I don't give a f**k
I say, "I don't give a f**k"
You can call me what you want
I say, "I don't give a f**k"
I don't give a f**k
I say, "I don't give a f**k"
You can call me what you want
I say, "I don't give a f**k"

n***as talk sh*t 'cause they don't like me
Cold right now 'cause I'm so icy
n***as swear they Jesus, but I just might be
Walking on the water through the storm I see
"Peace, be still," but ain't no peace when you come around here
See him chillin' at the store and they kill him right there
Playin' in the mud got you lil' n***as scared, locked up or dead
I don't gotta write 'cause the voices in my head tell me what I'm finna say, every word I ever said
n***as gangbang, then they running to the feds
Checking into rehab, never took my meds
Real street n***a putting money on your head
I don't got a friend 'cause like all my n***as dead
Karo the drank, took a silly n***a bag
Take 'em four pounds and I steal 'em right back

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