Music affects your brain, right? Whether people admit it or not, and you don't have to be weak-minded for it to do so. Music affects your brain, right? Whether people admit it or not, and you don't have to be weak-minded for it to do so. We're right shit out, yeah! We all give a fuck! Why should I man with my good eye? I can see all y'all snakes so I put my foot up your ass, kill them with success. Look how I pass them up I'm like a bop, million dollar bitches get fucked in the face If he ain't a bad money then your husband the waste, I'ma switch the scenery up to a bank That's how real nigga cut to the chase, pour a little rocker load to clock up and roll some bomb up that a blow stomach Pull up in the drop with snow to proud of, we don't give a fuck as I call the condo I've been after shit through past 2 rinses and I've been broke, I've been homeless, you packed in bins I've been after since back when tech's track and shit was way past any practical math I did know I'm halfway past half to a capitalist Three four stay, yeah to the rap top of the list, now I'm really getting my dividends and stacking a bit Gotta go back to where I'm from, to mentally handle this shit Cause I've been to nobody so long, gotta be a just, get an ortho, they would home still close enough to deal with bullshit deals But yet far enough to be, we're letting folks roam, all the originality would've capital Oh so the game wanna see ya bitch broke with no sauce, so I'm a grass-beat type because a chick like me know that I'm a brop these bitches I've been broke, haven't got a slow, look I've never been a punk and I've never been a bitch so you bitches better run We all know the benefits cause you're 15 stone with my 16th hit, heard games out for fun but this game's bullshit Bitch, no why did not come this far to quit this argument, it's not even real, win from not having a pot to piss to cop and whips and socks and cosses in heels All these new bitches talking but chill, watch when they get that the pocket on keel Any of them got plenty of friends that in any event, I'll finish them off no question or squeal Yes I am tired, you're the bar, you slut, they've been coming in the game cause you bought two bucks And then you wanna claim fame cause I'm god you fuck, giving you a hood pass, you're the pass to room But yeah, of course you lost, get there and organize, try to be more than just, oh, I'm thinking you saw the tag cause I'm a road you lost, thinking you hores I've got flow No, you can record the lies, give me some more so I'll finally listen and hear dough Cause I've been trying to hear competition for a captain here and don't hear shit for rip-offs and ho, hit off the blow, hit up and get childish show I have been hit in the road, I'm building my own little by little but no, I do it all on my own Yes I got dough, I don't stop shit for the road, bitch I can show you all the roads I love you hoes, I got co-sounds, clothesline dry, yeah I still have bitches need those, I don't Like that, I don't care, middle finger music, we're gonna rock shit out here This cause we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck Yeah, in the underground they really don't, the throne, in the mainstream they say I don't belong Talk about a nigga only, could afford a freestyled fuck, that we could go song for song Why I'm coming to lend a vest to men, you're ready to die next, I can't give it to the best, the lengths are giving me test to men I'm a real new West, then I pissin off in the coffin that you rap, still in the skinny jeans and leggings You anything but legend I really bring the weapons to see me being behead you the guillotine And set for my killitine and catch on my enemies, I bet you the ten of these are broke you apart Yeah, liakin' in the brother, whole high spillo staff meetin' in a huddle, tryna figure out How to put your body parts back together just like a piece of a puzzle And I'm gone in the wind, yeah I'm gone in the wind, I was fucked up broke Really, resting my Achilles, I'm ballin' again Never gon' broke, say fuck that shit, fuck that shit Yeah, fuck that shit, she don't fuck with snow, fuck that bitch Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch like imagination doin' masturbation Fuck what you think, what the fuck did you think? The day your opinions can cut me a check, that'll be the day I give a fuck what you think You weak mind You weak mind