Текст песни Damn Thing - DurtE feat. Jise

(Damn thing)
(Damn thing)

I ain't ever been in the business of accumulating debt
So, don't be asking me for shit, if you ain't signing my checks
I got hooks for down payments, flows for collateral
Fuck industry interest rates, we build them with Q's capital debt-free
Built this motherfucker from the ground up

Take I.O.U's and opinions, and get from 'round us
Clowns just tryna sell a fucking pipe dream
For the right fee, say that they can make it bigger industries
Then, beef and white tee's
But if they're comin' to me for funding
Then, where in the fuck is money for me, huh?
I don't work for free, I'm expecting money, motherfucker
So, when you talkin' numbers, you better round up

If you give me your two cents, don't expect change
If I ain't ask for it, then I don't owe you a damn thing
I don't know you a damn thing, not a damn thing
Keepin' it down, 'cause I ain't looking for your handout
Tell the truth, I'd rather get bad-mouthed
And I won't owe you a damn thing
And I don't owe you a damn thing

Payback is a four-legged
A sheep beast to feed off the seed of Karma
A fiend with intentions of selfish needs offend me
Send me packing with my wounds exposed
Peace to the final hour, the heart froze
Lost in the hood while hungry wolves show the blade
Know when the pain from holding the world
Is so cold never invade

I see devilish acts with my eyes closed
The brains toast from holding the pain from up close
I need anti-love disinfectant
Premeditated protection
So, I build walls that are sectioned off edited
Pathetic friendships create a deficit

Go ahead and hold your breath
And expect that it returns 'til you're blue in the face
And taste your last breath and it burns
I don't owe you a damn thing, that was never in the terms
I'm a firm believer of givin' to give
I'd rather live, love, and learn to not have it exist at all

Give me your two cents, don't expect change
If I ain't ask for it, then I don't owe you a damn thing
I don't know you a damn thing, not a damn thing
Keepin' it down, 'cause I ain't looking for your handout
Tell the truth, I'd rather get bad-mouthed
And I won't owe you a damn thing
And I don't owe you a damn thing

Yeah, I ain't asking you for advice, I ain't ask you if it's right
I ain't ask you if you like it, I don't owe you shit
You ain't paying me any money, so, don't ask for nothing from me
Motherfucker, I done told you, I don't owe you shit
You ain't writing all my songs out there with me all night long
On the road, in the same clothes, smoking on the two-day-old roach

Rationing the fifth, wondering if I'ma make it to the show
I don't owe you shit
Kind of funny when I had no place to live
Handouts, pulled their hands back, had nothing to give
Your hypotheticals and quips of how you would have handled shit
Doesn't feed my fucking kid, I don't owe you shit
Next time you try to stake a claim to success I make
I will clearly say fuck you

If you give me your two cents, don't expect change
If I ain't ask for it, then I don't owe you a damn thing
I don't know you a damn thing, not a damn thing
Keepin' it down, 'cause I ain't looking for your handout
Tell the truth, I'd rather get bad-mouthed
And I won't owe you a damn thing
And I don't owe you a damn thing

Give me your two cents
Don't expect change
If I ain't ask for it, then I don't owe you a damn thing
I don't know you a damn thing, not a damn thing
Keepin' it down, 'cause I ain't looking for your handout
Tell the truth, I'd rather get bad-mouthed
And I won't owe you a damn thing
And I don't owe you a damn thing