This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what
But i don't care about lies homie ,so stop it bro cause you don't know what the fuck
Im still here but i can't skate
I don't care about your grade,
But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door
I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,
Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave
Got so much haters, atleast, i don't care about beef
Don't care about the props i got, if their good or not
And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot
And the blogger has their reviews in rear view
"they don't care about you, they want you
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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