They Don't Care

[Verse]

My bars first degree, yours to the third

My niggas runnin round wit 33 like larry bird

Or more like scott pippen, camaro, dippin

Bout to buy some louie luggage, shit, cuz I be trippin

Listen. I remember back when I was down on my dick

I ain't even have a dollar. down to my last 50 cent

Couldn't even buy a dutch, had to buy a fuckin blunt

Just to roll up on some reggie thinkin how im gon get up

What! what!

Now im feelin like a million dollars

Make me go to Neiman Marcus buy about a million pradas

All the real niggas dead, its like a million cowards

Runnin round. first rap check, buy a million choppers

I dun seen a nigga rat and get a nigga life

And still walkin round the street like that nigga

Club partyin, rose garglin, catch em wrong time

We puttin hollow heads all im em

Just imagine I was dead broke

Them bitches wouldn't give a fuck if I was dead, croaked

Thats why I grind hard so I can get a lambo

Clip full of ammo, more shots than rambo. damn tho

Why the D.A try to give me 5 to 10, locked me up

Had me upstate with ????? and them

Try again. I be out gettin to the paper

Tryna catch a million like, maafuck a hater

Sittin here contemplating if im gonna murder them

Niggas always talk that gangster shit but never hered of em

20 grand to get em all wet. I could service them

Pussy niggas talkin rat, the motherfckin nerve of them

As the night falls the lil shells in my glizzy

Cause many men was [?] upon me like 50

Shoot me nine times in thinkin unh uh

Ladder on me, waitin to explode, time bomb

Ever since like 99, livin in my prime time

Got the money, respect and power came like

Ain't I ain't talkin f.m. we ride fn

They same guy talking [?]

They just sent my nigga [?] upstate for a direct hit

Couldn't even catch bail, [?]

Rather have a walkie before he talkie Nextel

And I ain't trying to do it big I'm trying to do it XL

Matter fact double X, [?] trying to re-up I ain't even bubble yet

Nor double yet

But you can smell the white fuming and all the oils burning

Laid back counting money as the world's turning

All my dawgs strapped, ya their steel's German

And I ain't talking Shepard spot you like a Leopard

If I ain't in the hood I'm in the lab like I'm Dexter

Trying to make them oils [?] then bring me back some extras