Wait, what did you saying bro? Hold up hold up I didn’t hear you man say that again ha ha now I heard you.
They said they don’t like me. I don’t give a fuck.
They said they don’t need me. I don’t give a fuck.
They said they don’t want me. I don’t give a fuck.
They said I ain’t nothing. I don’t give a fuck.
Thought I was tripping bitches, really thought, though thinking they could play me
A heart locked up nobody in got a fill an application
Might just get accepted, you would never know
Ain’t gonna lie to you, evaluations hard
The process is for real, there’s a lot of rules
I don’t want no quitter, that’s a waste of time
You don’t get that back fuck the fucking time,
Too bad I can’t turn it back, too many mistakes
Keep my head, up praying every day
Culture routine, practices is crazy, gotta return to my roots
They say they don’t like me I don’t give a fuck
They say they don’t need me. I don’t give a fuck.
They say they don’t want me. I don’t give a fuck.
You thought I would cry Shit ain’t that too bad.
My heart is always heavy, Gotta keep my body strong, my mind is always running, so I gotta elevate, motivation in the sky, watch me go and grab my own.
Huh, huh,huh, what you thought? I gotta keep my speed up, ain’t no slowing down., You betta catch up. i’m on overdrive. Yo, the pistons pumpin’, block hot like summer,
Redline screamin’ like a beast bringin’ thunder,
Turbo spinnin’ like a DJ on a mission,
Fuel injectin’ dreams, pure precision.
Gauges climbin’, pressure risin’,
RPM’s dancin’, no compromisin’.
That V8 bark, that twin cam soul,
Engine talkin’ trash, tryna break control.
Pull to the max, hear the growl and the grind,
Heart of a monster, leave the weak ones behind.
Nitro in the veins, ain’t no time to relax,
Pedal down heavy—engine pullin’ to the max.
Gear shift snap, torque twistin’ the frame,
Oil burn scent like victory flame.
No governor here, this ride’s unchained,
Redline flirtin’ like it can’t be tamed.
Crankshaft swingin’ like a prizefighter’s hook,
She throttle-hungry, got the whole street shook.
Rubber melt trails while the exhaust spits facts,
We don’t hold back—engine pullin’ to the max.
Smoke in the rearview, future on blast,
Octane dreams never meant to last.
Push it ‘til it breaks, that’s the only way we act,
Full boost mode—engine pullin’ to the max. My piston overloading backfire way too crazy. Sounds like a chopper. Crazy how that sounds but lemme check ma brakes. Thought I was driving had to slow it down, evaluate my mental, too much elevation, flying in the sky like my body made of helium.( brrrrrrrr)
They said they don’t fuck with me. I don’t give a fuck bro. They said they don’t like me. I don’t give a fuck bro. They don’t wanna fuck with me. I don’t give a fuck, they say an eye for an eye, that’s a fucking lie. Protect my fuckin life, that’s the way it goes and I don’t give a fuck “staying systematic”….