I don't give a fuck about Y'all niggas 'cause y'all ain't killing nothing What's on y'all niggas minds, fucking with me Y'all know somebody has told you about fucking with D Stuck in a tree is what you will be, like a cat And I'm the dog at the bottom,

'Cause I believe in karma You should try a little harder And you believe in drama Or karma's gonna come for you You can talk that talk but it all comes back around I'll give you something, something to talk about I don't know who you think you are Or

Don't want to talk about politics Don't preach or talk about politics Don't let me talk about politics Don't give a shit about politics You want to sleep with him to get to who you need to know Its in religion, sex, and everything we do and say I look

I want you to know Who's to say where the wind will take you Who's to say what it is will break you Who's to know when the time's come around Don't want to see you cry I know that this is not goodbye Something is about to give I can feel it coming I

You know that I could crush you with my voice Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Stood on my roof and tried to see you Forgetting about me Hide the details I don't want to know a thing Wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel

Tell her about it You got to tell her about it Tell her everything you feel Tell her all your crazy dreams Let her know you need her Let her know how much she means I don't want to see you let a good thing

I don't know about you but I'm feeling 22 It feels like one of those nights It feels like one of those nights uh uh It's miserable and magical oh yeah You don't know about me, but I bet you want to It seems like one of those nights Everything will be

I'll be the one who drives you home tonight It's driving you down 'Cause it's driving you down And if you save my life And if they ever let you down And you don't know a thing about this life And we are not the same You home tonight Driving you down

You’ve got the wrong song This one’s about a liar and a cheater Don’t know what kind of spell you think I’m under This ain't a "feel-good, everything's fine" sing-along Who didn’t know what he had 'till it was gone You’ve got the wrong girl 'cause I got

Light it light it, puff it puff it, pass it, pass it I've been puffing, rolling up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my niggas know the plug A generation's thrown on drugs Don't give a fuck about your man I'm just seeing what it's hitting for (Bitch I'm