[Intro]
I don't give a fuck but sometimes my mind still get the best of me
I done been through some deep shit that's why this cigar filled up with medicine
She like how I fuck on her i guess i'm just her preference
I just want some money I'm so focused on dead presidents
[Verse 1]
Looking at myself, I see the best in me
I need you in my life, bitch you bring me peace
If you want shit to grow you gotta plant the seed
Water it wit Hennessy you niggas aint no friend to me
Bro steady fighting with his bitch they need a referee
A blunt and this bottle help me maintain
Wash away this damn pain tryin not to complain
Flyer than some paper planes
We aint on the same thang
I stay ten toes down feel like i landed
So quick to forget the past, feel like i popped a zanny
So quick to forget the pass, feel like im Peyton Manning
Damn i aint even plan it
When I pull up baby girl don't got no panties
I gotta stay hungry like no food up in the pantry
Aint broke bitch all I break is bands
Aint dappin shit up cause that fake love done broke my hand
I can't fake it cause this who I am
Don't fuck with niggas like the ku klux klan
Stopped giving a fuck when i became a man
Never thought you'd fold, wish i knew in advance
[Chorus]
I don't give a fuck but sometimes my mind still get the best of me
I done been through some deep shit that's why this cigar filled up with medicine
She like how I fuck on her i guess i'm just her preference
I just want some money I'm so focused on dead presidents
[Verse 2]
I don't want to look too far down the road, feeding my anxiety
When im outta state im finding peace
She lovin me now im dic n her down I love it when you fuckin me
My past made me a man but ill b damn i let it make me
I'm from a city where some dope boys turn to dope feins
Where fentanyl in everything its hard to chase dreams
They keep saying that I changed bitch I been the same guy
Ever cross me I dont give a fuck i hope yo family die
They say the truth hurts i guess its just painless to tell a lie
I use to complain about shit that I couldn't control
Be careful who you love bro you know that bitch is a hoe
Focus on yo money fuck what she gotta say
Maybelline the bitch put it right on her fucking face
She want it in the morning from the side, bitch i'm barely wake
I told her make that ass clap like we playin patty cake
She listen to my songs then ask me what the fuck my problem is
So much on my plate, fuck it im just trying to stay positive
She done took my heart its all love tho, I still got a lot to give
I guess it come with time I know them feelings change
Hold it all inside but I dont feel the same
I just play it how it go, its just part of the game
Nah nah nah
Just part of the game
[Outro]
I don't give a fuck but sometimes my mind still get the best of me
I done been through some deep shit that's why this cigar filled up with medicine
She like how I fuck on her i guess i'm just her preference
I just want some money I'm so focused on dead presidents