I Don't Give a Fucc

I don't give a fuck Ridin' with my burner and my beat turned up AC blowin' and my window down Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town I don't give a fuck Ridin' with my burner and my beat turned up AC blowin' and my window down Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town Look My mama wanna know why I'm bangin' She told me I'ma lose my life I ain't trippin', I'm a Crip and I'ma do it right 'Fore I run from a nigga, I'll lose the fight I gotta hustle, mama, I'ma move the white If I died and came back, I'd do it twice Brainwashed by the block, it consumed my life Cool nigga but a killa when the mood is right Bullets have the dogs howlin' at the moon at night Mama, it's cold outside, ain't no hope outside Couple niggas gettin' money, most is broke outside Rocks in the house, sellin' dope outside Reminiscin' on my niggas that got smoked outside Suckas in the house when them locs outside Hustla gotta eat when them folks outside Got a burner on my lap and I'm dippin' in my bucket Life's a bitch, nigga, fuck it I don't give a fuck Ridin' with my burner and my beat turned up AC blowin' and my window down Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town I don't give a fuck Ridin' with my burner and my beat turned up AC blowin' and my window down Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town Ch'yeah They say we probably die slangin', bangin', pressin' the line All a nigga really got is my respect and my pride Got a chopper for the coppers, keep a TEC in the ride Every nigga got a limit, never step on the line When the set say it's on, I'm expected to ride When the world say I'm on I got the set on my side Matter fact a nigga got the set on my back Slauson boy, the world ain't ready for that Nigga, it's cold in my hood, ain't no hope in my hood Couple homies couldn't cope, smokin' dope in my hood But I could never ever be from no other hood And I could never ever leave my folks in the hood Thank the Lord every mornin' that I woke in the hood And summers that I rode chrome spokes in the hood If I never sold a mil' off what I wrote in my hood I ain't trippin' 'cause niggas know I spoke for my hood I don't give a fuck Ridin' with my burner and my beat turned up AC blowin' and my window down Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town I don't give a fuck Ridin' with my burner and my beat turned up AC blowin' and my window down Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town What up? What it do? (Music Corner) I'd like to welcome everybody out tonight Welcome all the new Marathon members To the experience of a lifetime I need your hands up though Yeah, look No, I don't want your love, it's not why I make music I owe myself, I told myself back then that I would do this And I always look so out of reach, it just seems so confusin' That I felt my place in life, a young black man, it's seems so useless But I don't want no help, just let me suffer through this The world would not know Jesus Christ if there was never Judas This knife that's in my back'll be the the truth that introduced us And the distance in between us is the proof of my conclusion So life is what you make it, I hope you make a movement Hope your opportunity survives the opportunist Hopin' as you walk across the sand you see my shoe print And you follow 'til it change your life, it's all an evolution And I hope you find your passion 'cause I found mine in this music But I hope it's not material 'cause that's all an illusion And they all in collusion This racist institution's double standard Actin' like they not the reason why we ruthless But tonight Tonight is my night, this is my moment Feelin' bigger than life, but I gotta own it It's a victory Let's make history Judge me by my progress Look Look at where I started and look at where I'm standin' Y'all can say it's luck but I know that it's plannin' Shout out to the pain that gave me understandin' Shout out to my gang, it turned me to a savage So niggas could say what they want to but I go through what you haven't And it's not ego driven, it's not me boastin' and braggin' This road I chose to go down, hard to slow down when in traffic In order for me to grow, I had to let go of some habits And it's easy to say I'm on now 'cause you see it, and it happened But before it ever did, I had to believe and get it crackin' So I'm gon' take you back then, 32 shots in my MAC-10 With a dream minus the means, my early teens was fuckin' tragic And deep inside my mind is buried crimes you can't imagine That I wrestle with at night, demons that I fight I can't get past it So no matter how straight your cash get, it don't matter if you plastic We was lookin' for the lights and all we stumbled 'cross was flashes But tonight Tonight is my night, this is my moment Feelin' bigger than life, but I gotta own it It's a victory Let's make history So if it's meant, then it's gon' be People love it 'cause they know that this the real me The cops hate it, so they hope my homies kill me But I ain't want the fame, I just wanted y'all to feel me It's my time so I'm goin' in We ball 'til we fall, fuck how the story ends I see these niggas hatin', I know you hoes plottin' I ain't worried 'bout it 'cause I know God got me (Got me) Got me (Got me) Got me (Got me) Say I know God got me (Got me) Got me (Got me) Got me (Got me) Yeah, I know God got me (Got me) Got me (Got me) Got me (Got me) Yeah, I know God got me See, I ain't worried 'bout it 'Cause I know God got me (Got me) Once in a lifetime shit, you know? This song dedicated to everybody out there with a muthafuckin' dream Fuck what they say, do your shit Tonight is my night (Marathon, nigga) This is my moment (This shit ain't gon' stop til' I say it's gon' stop) (It ain't gon' stop 'til you say it's gon' stop) Feelin' bigger than life (And it ain't gon' be unless you make it) But I gotta own it (It's your time, get up off your ass) A victory (Ten toes down you here) (I swear to God I shed tears in this muthafuckin' booth, nigga) Let's make history For my niggas that's gone My niggas that can't be here with me For the ones that is Shout out my beautiful little girl Emani Shout out my big bro Black Sam Shout out my nigga Fatts Shout out my bro Adam Shout out my A and Bs You know what this is, it's the muthafuckin' Marathon And this shit ain't gon' stop, man One hundred (One hundred, one hundred, one hundred)

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