Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
But you really been hella late / ain't ever care i let em hate
But i dont care, i will keep on rising, you realizing?
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
But they dont care, what you want,
I'm so intact so i stay sharp
I know you still care for me
But make sure if they do see
Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight
Dont care about the hate
And older women put a nigga on their bucket list
Cuz i spit sick shit so quick like slick rick, i dont care what you think,
I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill
I don't care what the fuck you do but if fucking speak of me you will
Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare
You and your brother got dreams?i dont care
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