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[Intro: Meek Mill]
I ain’t never give a f**k
You think I’m supposed to give a f**k now cause I’m rich?
S**t on me made me worse
Hatin’ a** n****s made me worse
[Bridge: Meek Mill]
I ain’t never care what a n***a had to say about me
And I ain’t never care what a b***h had to say about me
It just make me, it just make me
[Hook: Meek Mill]
And I ain’t never care what a n***a had to say about me
And I ain’t never care what a b***h had to say about me
It just make me, wana s**t on ya’ll n****s
It just make me, wanna s**t on ya’ll b*****s straight up
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
And I done seen b*****s change on me for a little paper
And I done seen n****s change on me for a little favor
It just make me, wanna stunt on ya’ll n****s
It just make me, wanna f**k on ya’ll b*****s
And I be popping bottles in the club feelin’ like Meecho
And you know my n****s gonna bring them choppas everywhere we go
And I don’t ever tuck my chain I guess it’s just a n****s ego
I’m just a young n***a ballin’ wanna take me out the game D Rose
And that make me, wanna load up the choppas go crazy
And go and slide of every n****s that hatin’ me
And stunt of every single b***h that ever played me back then
You don’t wanna hear the Mac-10
No one wanna hear the stories ...
Reason why I bought the Bentley and the Aston
To s**t on n****s every time a n***a back then
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
And it made me, wanna s**t on ya’ll n****s
Cause lately, I ain’t been feelin’ ya’ll n****s
Try and play me, I drop a brick on ya’ll n****s
And make em go crazy, on every single one of ya’ll n****s straight up
And all these hoes wanna f**k with a n***a like me
But when I was locked down ain’t none of these hoes write me
That’s why I don’t chase b*****s cause the money only thing inside me
And I don’t f**k with new n****s all day one n****s beside me
We got thirties, ridin’ round tryna do a n***a dirty
Try and burn me, headshot bye bye for a birdie
And I ain’t worry, about none of ya’ll n****s tryna hurt me
I got all these killers on stand-by
And they kill any n***a tryna murk me word up
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
We don’t never hate we ain’t rattin’ on nobody
When I touch twenty mill I’m a go and get that Gotti
It just make me, wanna stack this paper
It just make me, wanna wack these haters straight up
And I be in the city going hard like a n***a own that
And you be f*****g with the n***a who be f*****g with the n****s code red
I can’t control my dogs with them dirty they don’t never hold back
Ask about me in my city they tell you that we really on that
I got the baddest b***h
I got the flyest whips
And God bless me I never ever gettin’ tired of this
I ain’t worried bout nothin’
I ain’t worried bout nothin’
Cause if I was worried bout somethin’
All ya’ll n****s gettin’ murdered bout somethin’ straight up

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