Hook:
What makes you think I give a fuck about respect?
My own blood cut me off for the check
What makes you think I give a fuck about your problems
I got my own & I ain't got time to solve them
What makes you think I give a fuck about them bands
When half you niggas barely touching fifty grand
What make you think I give a fuck about your bitch
Even if she thick, if she with you, then she ain't shit
Vincodaman:
Alright, okay, hold up wait let me explain
I work 7 days a week I ain't got time for your complaints
Plus I work 10 hours a day, 5 days a week at my lil job
So every year I can bring in a measly extra 60k
Chasing M's, you chasin skims, I'm on a different time of day
My bitch like bitches, got a nigga, she a different typе of "bae"
I swear it's fuck all of you fuck niggas
I don't evеn much fuck with 'em
I just got this load in, I ain't trying to be stuck with 'em
Load up this Nissan, hit the road, try my luck with 'em
I don't fuck with no new niggas
With the same niggas, came up with 'em
Since Karl Kani jean outfits, leather Pelle coats, and Buck 50's
Hook:
What makes you think I give a fuck about respect
My own blood cut me off for the check
What makes you think I give a fuck about your problems
I got my own & I ain't got time to solve them
What makes you think I give a fuck about them bands
When half you niggas barely touching fifty grand
What make you think I give a fuck about your bitch
Even if she thick, if she with you, then she ain't shit
Ne3ph:
What make you think I give a fuck about you
Bust up off you, Knock some dust up out you
Bitch you would be houseless if it wasn't for vouchers
How you thinking got you living lousy
You know nothing bout me
I got kids to feed, you stuck in the county
Say why you think I don't be worried bout it
Niggas pussy body, she just puss & body
No substance behind it
I need something timeless
Think about that shit before you vouch it
You 'bout it? I doubt it
I earn it, then count it
Run it up from the A to the mountains
Think about that crazy shit you said
You wishing me dead
Cursing me, stay all up in your head
'Cause you niggas is scared
Think about calling for some help
Then keep it to yourself
Don't give a fuck
I'm stacking up my wealth
And coming for my belt
Hook:
What makes you think I give a fuck about respect?
My own blood cut me off for the check
What makes you think I give a fuck about your problems
I got my own & I ain't got time to solve them
What makes you think I give a fuck about them bands
When half you niggas barely touching fifty grand
What make you think I give a fuck about your bitch
Even if she thick, if she with you, then she ain't shit
Howie Stackz:
Niggas love to hate me 'cause they cannot do it better
I was po' pimpin', nigga, and your bitch couldn't get no wetter
I was riding in the Vic, cuties in the trunk lining
I was workin on myself while y'all niggas just be whining
Y'all bitch made, self righteous, weak, I'll give you six days
I just need a scale, and a supply, I'll flip it six ways
I be making albums, nigga, motherfuck your mixtape
I'm my own damn Gunna, plus, I told you, I ain't wit gang
What makes you think I give a fuck about your status
Give a fuck about your words, I give a fuck about your actions
What makes you think I give a fuck about your passion
I need my money in my hand and that's my only satisfaction, nigga