Work so fucking much, my greatest fear is Imma die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing Imma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone On the down low, haters drown slow I been

Everything has fallen to pieces We really need to see this through We never wanted to be abused We'll never give up, it's no use If we're fucked up, you're to blame Earth is dying, help me Jesus We need guidance, we've been misled Young and hostile but

Like it's nothing to ya Don't you put me back down But you're still picking me up Don't put me back down like it's nothing to ya You're still picking me up You didn't give a fuck Underneath everything that's between Yeah, I'm undone, I'm 'bout to burst

Now they give a fuck about us They don't give a fuck about us Nobody gives a fuck about us A hero in their children's eyes If I choose to ride, thuggin' 'til the day I die But when I start to rise ‘Cause they don't give a fuck about us Now if I choose to

If I could start my life from scratch If I could take away the pain of the past If I had another chance, I would do just that I'd give anything just to go right back Aight, the fuck are you lookin at self? You wanna piece of me? Ohh man, shit The story

Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast The fool retaliated so I had to think fast Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day? I'm tryin' to

Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a fuck But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up

This gon' be my year This my year This gon' be my year, my year, my year I'm rich as fuck Copped a Bentley truck Used to ride on that bus Yeah, my whole squad up We ain't ever gonna give up

Do you wanna fuck? Do you wanna fuck? What's your interest are? Who you be with? I don't really give a what! What I need to know is Can I ask a question? Can you keep a secret? Do you wanna uh? Do you wanna uh? What are the odds we'd even meet? What does

So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You