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idgaf - quadeca lyrics

[part 1]

when you said that last time, i was kinda tripping, right
but now, you right
i am crazy
but you know what else?
i don’t
give a

f-ck about anything
skinny white child on the track
but i’m threatening
they don’t wanna let ‘em in
they told me if i take it i’ll feel better like it’s medicine
but i ain’t settling
they tryna’ rush me like adrenaline

and labels don’t reply so i can get a deal
i’ve been itching for this sh-t, someone give me a benadryl
i get h-lla sk!ll
man, they worried that i never will
have success in bills
golden grills
making money like it’s seven mill
sorry i don’t give a f-ck about this sh-t
man, i’ve been going overboard
and now they jumping on the ship
man, they some hipocrites
pimpin b-tterflies, but in a chrysalis
ridiculous
you kids want my mixtape as a christmas gift
middle child, know i’m anything but in the middle b-tch
man, i don’t give a sh-t
i’m well behaved, and so articulate
i’m the type to ask my f-cking teacher for a syllabus
existential crisis every day i think i don’t exist

chicken little, i’m a frying pan
i’m a dying man
wake up every morning
i’m gonna make a f-cking diagram
to find a plan
to be the highest man in this giant land
rap so f-cking hard, i think i’m injuring my diaphragm
ironman
think i’m ironman
kids be putting fire emojis on my entire gram
i’m a fireman
second grade teacher got me singing in the choir man and look at where i am
i never thought i would acquire fans
acquire bands
say a bunch of random sh-t and rhyme it man
that’s how much i do not give a f-ck, let’s go to ireland
hundred bands on the rubber bands to hold your f-cking bands
listening to the cash register like your f-cking jam

you don’t understand, like a republican, with a gun in his hand
saying that “trump is the man to come with the plan”, living in wonderland
that sh-t is a f-cking scam
making america show that it’s dumb again

d-mn

i mean, i had to hop on some political sh-t, you know what i’m saying
i mean, i mean, why not
i thought it was good
whatever

[part 2]

f-ck a lawsuit
f-ck a lawsuit (ayy)
what it cost me, what it cost you (cost you)
g-gotta stop you, y’all are not cute (b-tch)
no need to argue, ‘cus i do not lose (b-tch)

who’s your momma, i need to know who taught you
i need to
‘call you believe but i’m sure that n0body believes you
i’m making-i’m making music as soon as it’s done making money, you trying to review
you gonna claim every verse on my album, are you gonna claim these too?

‘cause i am independent you a little jealous
and you’re skeptical of how i’m really selling
you -ssuming that i can’t legit defend it
i’ma send you out here with a prison sentence

copyright abusing pr-cks, trying to profit off my music sh-t
little did you know that i am not afraid of you
and so i will refuse to quit, you stupid b-tch

yall are bad for real, my sh-t got m-ss appeal. (m-ss appeal!)
every song that i drop is an anthem you don’t really have to kneel
freestyle, you don’t have to steal
don’t like it? well you have to deal (have to deal!)
if i say it that it’s how i feel, it’s real i don’t p-ss no drills (yeah)
plug called like we had a deal, man this sh-t ain’t daffodils. (daffodils!)
when it all comes at my door, get the toy like a happy meal
if it does, then i have to k!ll, name a track that i haven’t k!lled (d-mn)
when it comes to this sh-t, i’m a k!ller, red dot, and record man i have to chill

yeah this a new wave
y’all are too late
you say you gon’ start tomorrow, but tomorrow’s today
i get-i get all these bags stuff ‘em in a suitcase
you a thief, you just steal my sh-t like you was boonk gang

- quadeca lyrics

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