Idgas

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Yeah I rarely give a shit, I guess my brain's numb
So much you would probably think I'm really dumb
But I only pay attention when my amp's on
Cus I walk to the beat of my own drum
Ain't another one like me, where I'm from
I don't like what they like, I don't get it huh
I mix the rap and the rock like a light skin
Yeah I'm a light skin, with a nigga mindset
Nigga's got his mind set on
Whatever I want
I'm a free bird hoodlum
I'm out of tune on the outcome
Just wanna make tunes, write songs

I Never went to college, never wanted
I got street knowledge, real nigga shit
I ain't made for a job at the office
I, I, I, I don't give a shit
Couple hunnit dollars in my wallet
No I ain't a baller, I'm a misfit
Just wanna rock then fuck me a bad bitch
I, I, I, I don't give a shit

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If some niggas gon hate, than that's on them
I ain't here to debate, cus I'm all in
I keep it moving no breaks til the lights off
I tell the snakes you can suck on my python
I think I'm way, way ahead of my time, let's let the time tell
Yall niggas just doing what sells
I can see the shit from over a mile and the shit smells
Enjoy your time while you waiting in line
Cus when your number's up, you'll be out of luck
Right now you the shit, you a big boss
Chasing money, you got a big job
But you never keep it real, you ain't your real self
Let me double up, let me bring it back
Right now you the shit, you think you all that
Chasing money, but where's your dream at
Yeah you never keep it real, that's a real fact, yup

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Could of spent my money
On a certificate
But I took my money
And ran with it

I Never went to college, never wanted
I got street knowledge, real nigga shit
I ain't made for a job at the office
I, I, I, I don't give a shit
Couple hunnit dollars in my wallet
No I ain't a baller, I'm a misfit
Just wanna rock then fuck me a bad bitch
I, I, I, I don't give a shit

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Writer(s): Julien-wesley Bradshaw
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