We Don't Care

[Chorus: MIK]

We don't care what dem man haffi say

We don't care what dem gyal haffi say

We don't care what dem man haffi say

We don't care what dem gyal haffi say

[Verse 1: Merky ACE]

Young A from around the way

Would've thumped you in your mout from day

Would've digged your girl out from day

Nobody's pickney, that's how I stay

See, I play too much, in the game, EA

Got the blade in my pouch and the clutch is an eight

We ain't blazing the Dutch, get that sand out my face

Got the bluey in the Blueys and a touch of the haze

If you weren't gonna blow, you should've tucked it away

I wouldn't stunt if I knew I was a cunt like you

I would run up in my yard with my FT crew

Get your fam tied up and your bredrins too

Nobody speaks, nobody moves

If everyting cool then nobody shoots

But either way, we're leaving with the belly

Call me, I've got that smelly

Come and have a whiff when you're ready, it's deya

[Verse 2: MIK]

Sick ting, come in the place

I'm like big ting? Yeah

Try take one of my Gs

For the victim? No

Money upfront, that's

What man are screaming, yeah

Any funny business, watch how the ratchet blow

Watch how the ratchet blow

Jesus, creepers

I'm one of them ocean deepers

Gyal see me in the rave with a JD and Coke in my hand

I'm one of them geezers

Biscuit beaters, heated seekers

Anti cheapers, keepers' keepers

Man wanna know the price of the Air Force Ones

I said they're expensive sneakers

[Chorus: MIK]

We don't care what dem man haffi say

We don't care what dem gyal haffi say

We don't care what dem man haffi say

We don't care what dem gyal haffi say

[Bridge: Merky ACE]

Yeah, OK, war ready, I step steady on any curb that I walk on

Thought you saw me off point, cuz? Then you thought wrong

No money upfront? Then donny, it's long

I ain't tryna hear that

Level we're on, you ain't nowhere near that

Push it up high when it's levels and get slapped

Into the sky, we're the ones you fear

FT, man know what it is when we're here

[Verse 3: Merky ACE]

The level I'm on, you can't match

Creep in like somebody left the door on the latch

I was born to attack, get a thorn in your back

Hold corn in your cab if you think

That you're gonna get away with your slab

Man's taking all that, ain't no getting back

Like give me that P, give me that stack

Open the pump, then you're gonna fall flat

No man from nowhere but they know that

I caught the yout tripping and he got blown back

I was raised round cockroaches and rats

You was running in and out of the cracks

Crept up to the surface, still in all-black

Them Pet Shop Boys can't talk to the cat

Dem dibby little pup can't talk to the dargs

I stay strapped like a sarge

Man got bombard for acting all hard

[Chorus: MIK]

We don't care what dem man haffi say

We don't care what dem gyal haffi say

We don't care what dem man haffi say

We don't care what dem gyal haffi say

[Bridge: Merky ACE]

Yeah, OK, war ready, I step steady on any curb that I walk on

Thought you saw me off point, cuz? Then you thought wrong

No money upfront? Then donny, it's long

I ain't tryna hear that

Level we're on, you ain't nowhere near that

Push it up high when it's levels and get slapped

Into the sky, we're the ones you fear

FT, man know what it is when we're here

[Verse 4: Merky ACE]

Yo, man are just floating

Ours man up, fuck verbally assaulting

I'm the bad luck you've been wishing and hoping

That you avoided but I've been scoping

See me on the front line coasting

Front line ACE on the front line holding

You can get left open

Your mout should've been closed, not open

Collect your items like token

All them paper soldiers, man fold 'em

Burn and scold 'em, craft and mould 'em

Italic and bold them, lean up

Step steady, keep up, better yet, catch up

You ain't no match up

Break man down till he can't get back up

Caught man posting on phone about backup

Touch