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[Intro] ...when it comes to Detroit, but then you have a lot of guys, like even Doughboyz Cashout. You got them. It's so many, um, different guys from Detroit where they have the potential, but it's like, "Oh, nah, this mothafucka too street for this shit." You know what I'm sayin'? You know, fuck about this rap shit Yeah Been havin' coupes, VIPs, jewelry, mansions Shit ain't glow up [Verse 1] Two diamond chains on as I'm climbin' out the nickel (Yeah) Amiri jean saggin', Louis belt hold the pistol (Yeah) Shittin' on these niggas, wetter, taller than the tissue Money thicker than the book, our issue just caused an issue (Boy) I don't need to fuck with niggas just to look official (Nah) When I left the game, it replied, "I'ma miss you" I don't know how to net beef or sneak diss you (No) I'd rather send them killers at you niggas with the missiles I done sold every drug, paid off every plug (Yeah) Closed out all tabs, iced the Rollie, all cash I don't know dude, but his boss, that's my main mans Don't expect my results, we don't take the same chances My heart used to drop when I seen the raid van Had to get organized, then move like a made man (Like a boss) I was a youngin' rockin' Prezis (Rollies, all that shit) That's why a lot of shit don't impress me (I ain't worried 'bout that shit, nigga) [Chorus] Bitch, I been had shit (Had shit) Still spendin' money from my last flip (Last flip) That's why I don't give a fuck about this rap shit (Rap shit) That's why I don't give a fuck about this rap shit I done lost it all and got it back, bitch (Back, bitch) I done went broke and got back rich (Rich) That's why I don't give a fuck about this rap shit (Rap shit) That's why I don't give a fuck about this rap shit [Verse 2] I was on the road, doin' shows, makin' lil prose Spit more than what I got paid on clothes (Fuck it) Got my first deal, my advance was so low I had that in a shoebox at my mama's home Think I gave a fuck about some Summer Jams? (Give a fuck, nigga) I'm 'bout to get a Vette after these hundred grams (A Vette) At the table countin' stacks, breakin' rubber bands (Yeah) If you ain't counted real money, you won't understand You can be the fuckin' man, I just wanna be the rich one (Yeah) You like this watch? Get a deal, you can get one (Get one) Double doors, tall ceilings how the crib come While I'm on the patio seein' if the ribs done While you on the 'Gram with an image I'm livin', don't need approval from you lil' niggas (Fuck is you, nigga?) I ain't with the chit-chat (Nah) I get big stacks, nigga, I could quit rap (Could quit this shit, nigga) [Chorus] Bitch, I been had shit (Had shit) Still spendin' money from my last flip (Last flip) That's why I don't give a fuck about this rap shit (Rap shit) That's why I don't give a fuck about this rap shit I done lost it all and got it back, bitch (Back, bitch) I done went broke and got back rich (Rich) That's why I don't give a fuck about this rap shit (Rap shit) That's why I don't give a fuck about this rap shit (Rap shit)
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