I Don't Need'em
Fuck 'em I don't need 'em, I'm 'a ride
I don't need none of y'all
Money on my mind, man, I want it all
I'm coming it's my time, man, get out my way
Too busy gettin' mine I ain't here to play
Bang this on the radio
Fuck'em I don't need 'em though
Don't trip, don't hit my line, I'm unavailable
Always knew it I had my time and look it here it goes
They can see it in my eyes, yeah, they already know
Ridin' through the city quick
Fuckin' with some pretty bitch
You see I'm way too busy for relationships
I'm having conversations now it's always compliments
All of sudden now I'm winning they got confident
One man army shit
Name someone as hard as this
There ain't no argument, you hardly put your heart it in
I'm sorry, kid, I'm on some shit
Money makin' partnerships
My circle way too small
I'm ballin' and it's hard to miss
I started this since way back
Like fuck it, I'm 'a say that
Blunted in my room
I press record and let it play back
I did it on my own
So don't assume I need your fake ass
They thought that I went broke
I had to hit 'em with some payback
Like, fuck how you feeling, bitch
I know you feeling this
This what music's missin'
I'm 'a tell you all how real it gets
Hit 'em back to back
Man that's a fact
There ain't no hit or miss
Know that it's my time
I know a thing or two 'bout sentences
Like let me vent to this
Penmanship on excellent
Every song my testament
They don't know who they messin' with
Slowly progressin' got me focused
It's a blessin'
Got to keep it moving
I ain't stressin'
Fuck 'em I don't need 'em, I'm 'a ride
I don't need none of y'all
Money on my mind, man, I want it all
I'm coming it's my time, man, get out my way
Too busy gettin' mine I ain't here to play
Shout out my boy Loks
He never told a soul
They gave him life without parole and let the others go
He told me soon as you get home man u gon' be on
Just don't forget who wasn't there man when you was gone
See no one cared, now they care
Man, see something wrong
Keep it a hundred, man
I know you want to win
Everyday advance
Try to count a hundred bands
I know you need it
It's your time
It won't come again
This for my mother though
She finally know I'm on the go
Mentally I'm in control
Eventually I'm goin' to blow
Hotter than I ever been
My struggles made me who I am
They don't know where you been
Well, fuck 'em I don't need 'em then
Fuck 'em I don't need 'em, I'm 'a ride
I don't need none of y'all
Money on my mind, man, I want it all
I'm coming it's my time, man, get out my way
Too busy gettin' mine I ain't here to play
I don't need none of y'all
Money on my mind, man, I want it all
I'm coming it's my time, man, get out my way
Too busy gettin' mine I ain't here to play
Bang this on the radio
Fuck'em I don't need 'em though
Don't trip, don't hit my line, I'm unavailable
Always knew it I had my time and look it here it goes
They can see it in my eyes, yeah, they already know
Ridin' through the city quick
Fuckin' with some pretty bitch
You see I'm way too busy for relationships
I'm having conversations now it's always compliments
All of sudden now I'm winning they got confident
One man army shit
Name someone as hard as this
There ain't no argument, you hardly put your heart it in
I'm sorry, kid, I'm on some shit
Money makin' partnerships
My circle way too small
I'm ballin' and it's hard to miss
I started this since way back
Like fuck it, I'm 'a say that
Blunted in my room
I press record and let it play back
I did it on my own
So don't assume I need your fake ass
They thought that I went broke
I had to hit 'em with some payback
Like, fuck how you feeling, bitch
I know you feeling this
This what music's missin'
I'm 'a tell you all how real it gets
Hit 'em back to back
Man that's a fact
There ain't no hit or miss
Know that it's my time
I know a thing or two 'bout sentences
Like let me vent to this
Penmanship on excellent
Every song my testament
They don't know who they messin' with
Slowly progressin' got me focused
It's a blessin'
Got to keep it moving
I ain't stressin'
Fuck 'em I don't need 'em, I'm 'a ride
I don't need none of y'all
Money on my mind, man, I want it all
I'm coming it's my time, man, get out my way
Too busy gettin' mine I ain't here to play
Shout out my boy Loks
He never told a soul
They gave him life without parole and let the others go
He told me soon as you get home man u gon' be on
Just don't forget who wasn't there man when you was gone
See no one cared, now they care
Man, see something wrong
Keep it a hundred, man
I know you want to win
Everyday advance
Try to count a hundred bands
I know you need it
It's your time
It won't come again
This for my mother though
She finally know I'm on the go
Mentally I'm in control
Eventually I'm goin' to blow
Hotter than I ever been
My struggles made me who I am
They don't know where you been
Well, fuck 'em I don't need 'em then
Fuck 'em I don't need 'em, I'm 'a ride
I don't need none of y'all
Money on my mind, man, I want it all
I'm coming it's my time, man, get out my way
Too busy gettin' mine I ain't here to play
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Writer(s): Adam Hicks
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