paroles de chanson Idgaf - Quadeca

When you said that last time, I was kinda tripping, right
But now, you right
I am crazy
But you know what else?
I don't
Give a

Fuck about anything
Skinny white child on the track
And I'm threatening
They don't wanna let 'em in
They told me if I take it I'll feel better like it's medicine
But I ain't settling
They tryna' rush me like adrenaline

Labels don't reply so I can get a deal
I've been itching for this shit, someone give me a benadryl
I get hella still
Man, I'm worried that I never will
Have success in bills
Golden grills
Making money like it's hundred bills
Sorry I don't give a fuck about this shit
Man, I've been going overboard
And I've been jumping on this shit
Man, need some hipocrites
Human butterflies, what a chrysalis
Ridiculous
You kids want my mixtape as a Christmas gift
Middle child, no I'm anything but in the middle bitch
Man, I don't give a shit
I've been behaving so articulate
I'm the type to ask my fucking teacher for a syllabus
Exestential crisis every day I think I don't exist

Chicken little, I'm a frying pan
I'm a dying man
Wake up every morning
I'm gonna make a fucking diagram
To find a plan
To be the highest man in this giant land
Rise so fucking hard, think I'm injuring my diaphragm
Ironman
Think i'm Ironman
Kids be putting fire emojis on my entire ram
I'm a fireman
Second grade teacher got me singing
In the choir, man look at where I am
I never thought I would acquire fans
Aquire bands
Say a bunch of random shit and rhyme it man
That's how much I do not give a fuck, let's go to Ireland
Hundred gram on the rubber bands to hold your fucking bands
Listening to the cash register like it's your fucking jam

You do not understand, like a Republican, with a gun in his hand
Saying that "Trump is the man to
Come with the plan", living in wonderland
That shit is a fucking scam
Making America shit, all it's dumb again

Damn

I mean, I had to hop on some political shit, you know what I'm saying
I mean, ya know, why not
I thought it was good
Whatever

Fuck a lawsuit
Fuck a lawsuit (ayy)
What it cost me, what it cost you (cost you)
G-Gotta stop you, y'all are not cute (bitch)
No need to argue, 'cus I do not lose (bitch)

Who's your momma, I need to know who taught you
I need to
'Cause you believe it
Nobody believe you
I'm making-I'm making music as soon as
It's done, you go in and try to review
You gonna claim every verse on my
Album, are you gonna claim these, too?

'Cause I am independent you are a little jealous
And you're skeptical of how I'm really selling
You assuming that I can't legit defend it
I'ma send you out here with a prison sentence

Copyright abusing pricks, trying to profit off my music, shit
Little did you know that I am not afraid of you
And so I will refuse to quit, you stupid bitch

You look bad for real, my shit got mass appeal. (Mass appeal!)
Every song that I drop is an anthem
You don't really have to milk (Snap!)
Freestyle, you don't have to steal
Don't like it when you have to deal (Have to deal!)
When I'm saying that it's how I feel,
It's real I don't pass no drills (Yeah)
Plug called and we had a deal,
Man this shit ain't daffodils. (Daffodils!)
When it all comes at my door, get a toy like a happy meal
If it does, then I have to kill,
Every track that I haven't killed (damn)
When it comes to this shit,
I'm a killer put it down then I have to chill

Yeah this a new wave
Y'all are too late
You say you gon' start tomorrow, but tomorrow's today
I get-I get all these bags stuff 'em in a suitcase
You a theif, you just steal my shit like you was Boonk Gang