Unbothered

Got ice all on my neck (ice, ice)
It glisten when the sun goes down
These diamonds on my neck (on my neck)
They glisten when the sun goes down

I could of swore that they doubted me
Now they all wanna look out for me
The fake shit is tedious, like is you serious
I thought we was grown so why kid with me
I pulled down my shades to make sure that I'm seeing this
Talk bout they made it just don't want to interfere
The music they play is the same shit they hearing
They let em see it just so they can have the audacity
To state the obvi that this is a poison society
If I had a dick, I would fuck the economy
The way that I'm spitting know that there ain't no stopping me
Came from the bottom don't preach about poverty
And hard beginnings if you know you cannot relate to me
And we know how to struggle
But I'm steady ballin like shout out to my nigga Kobe
Like I'm really missing the old me
Like I'm really craving the old D
Just to feel sorry now they say I'm buggin
But that's how I be feelin like honestly
And how your girl loyal when I know we fuckin
But I keep it on hush cuz its lowkey
I'm on to something, they on to nothing
While they really thinking they on to me
Like I need to breathe like hop off of me
If this ain't breeze then it gotta be
Need money now no J.G., need properties like monopoly
This shit ain't greed, its priorities, tryna be that rich minority
Man these fake bitches be blown me, figuratively and quite literally
Feelin like a maniac
Possessing all this mania
How you gonna function in a world that ain't made for ya
Really actin slow cuz I know niggas never catchin up
Fuck around and play with us
Said I'm slow but never dumb
Cuz I'm just really pacing shit
I'll get there when I'm done
They askin why I'm dark
Cuz I be fuckin on the sun
When I'm out collectin bread
I ain't leavin any crumbs
And she gon bow her head
Like lil shordy was a nun
New bitch new style new whip riding on your nigga dick
Count all this money like ima bank collector
One day i shall be a movie director
Thank you system for letting me hop on with ya
I'm Done

These bitches won't leave me alone
I've gotten too busy so I cannot link
So just leave a message at the tone
Even though I might leave it alone
Cuz I don't like to be on my phone
And they tryna know all my calls
But that cannot happen I keep it unknown
They tryna copy the flows
But they cannot copy what they do not know
I'm steady screamin free bro
I'm steady prayin and he make it home
Cuz I'll be damned if he don't
Even he have to ghost I cannot take it no more



Credits
Writer(s): Ramone Clayton
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