[Verse 1: Deff]

Yeah

Fuck the feelings, I ain't dealing with 'em

There's plenty motherfuckers in my party when the niggas missing

It's a party when I visit, ain't nothing different but the bitches I ain't even tripping nigga

If I don't like you I'ma keep my distance

I ain't even speaking to them niggas

Nigga I'm straight, but the reefer twisted

I'm just trying to hit the fucking reefer like I'm sleeping with it nigga

I ain't worried 'bout niggas, only ones to worry 'bout is ones that worry 'bout some niggas

I'm trying to make it to the finish and I'm looking how I'm living, like somebody did some wishing

Yeah, Bro I'm so cold, I'm doper than white up your nose

You don't come close

Hoe I'm a Texan, I openly flex like I'm striking a pose

Cause my life's like a dream I think I'm in a coma

Smoke marijuana hope I don't wake up from it

I feel like a zombie, drink until I'm sick to my stomach

I'm a fucking monster, you niggas don't want it with Deff

You don't wan't stress with the niggas I rep to the death

Let me confess, I can't protect you

No, I can't save you there's no "s" on my chest

There is no help

Nope, I ain't fuckin' helping

You just focus on the past, I'ma buy myself some presents

I ain't got no pressure

Gimme all the wealth to myself nigga I am feeling selfish

I do not regret it

Niggas lying since you met 'em, I'm just dying to forget 'em

Bitches know I'm big shit, I ain't gotta measure

Niggas know I'm real sick, like I ain't feeling better

(I don't give a damn)

[Hook]

I don't give a damn what you say motherfucker

I don't care if you don't like me

You can look anywhere motherfucker

You'll never find another nigga like me

[Verse 2: Kevin Flum]

Yo, you 'bout to learn some shit

And I hope that you pay attention

You can come at me bro

The next time that you trying give my name a motherfucking mention

A mere slice of the pie I ain't having that

The way I'm fucking with the ink you think I have a tat

If it's see through let me get a dab of that

Probably faded with your woman in a Cadillac

Got sativa, got the indica

And I'll probably call her up if I'm into her

Last night she made sure that I remember her

But I'll never ever trust a hoe, so I'ma end it first

Fuck this, fuck that, my attitude is like this

Roll a couple up and then I spit some nice shit

I'm keep it up like the fucking night shift

Please hand over that fucking license

You rookies really really need a hand

You fairly fairies need a Peter Pan

You thirsty bitches need a liter and

You need to fuck off and go feed your fam

You need to stop wishing and make it happen

Not everybody gonna make it rapping

Not everybody gonna see the vision

And I made it far without team decisions

And you try to stay afloat but the tide strong

I live a life where I be doing all the right wrongs

All the wrong things for the right reasons

I gotta spread my wings cause it's flight season

(Let's go)

[Hook]

I don't give a damn what you say motherfucker

I don't care if you don't like me

You can look anywhere motherfucker

You'll never find another nigga like me

[Ending]

I don't give a damn