Lyrics
You gotta be kidding
If you think that I'm acting different
Coz I been the same
And I cannot switch like these other ones I swear that I cannot change
(Nah)
I don't give a fuck
Ima get a bag and i run through Saint Laurent
And I'm ready for your business in a suit like whats up
(What's up)
This that new beginning all the numbers ran it up
Swerving on the highway I think I might crash the car
You said that I can't be the one for you
And that's funny I think you're telling the truth
And she tweaking on the floor she got blood on her tooth
I didn't know she was a junkie too
You hate me but I know you won't say shit
Need a two tone AP fuck a bracelet
You with people you don't care about screaming gang shit
You gotta be true to yourself you don't claim shit
You be slinging shit coz you got nothing else to do but he be slinging shit he tryna make His family comfortable
And I been on my ass off prescriptions barley functional
So I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
I don't give a fuck
Ima get a bag and i run through Saint Laurent
And I'm ready for your business in a suit like whats up
(What's up)
This that new beginning all the numbers ran it up
Swerving on the highway I think I might crash the car