歌词
Back in the day, all anyone did was overlook me
Now, when they look down, they tryna' pass the crown to where it should be
Define a rookie
Define it, I've been a boss since thirteen
No wonder why no one understood me, all goodie
All gravy
Y'all say we've gone crazy, but we ain't gone anywhere
Except the places that pay me
Where everybody just praise me
So if you ain't with A-team
You can suck a ****, get rabies, and then die
Yea, right there
I got a new idea
I got a brand-new idea for you my dear
If you don't like being called stupid, stop being stupid, cause I'ma' ******* call you stupid if you do that there
Yea, I got some rappers confidence
For every fake fan with a backwards compliment
Master actors who matter not a bit
Bomb has been set, detonation approximately now
And I've been plotting on the low
But I don't really want to keep it on the low no more
So I'ma' need all of your hands in the air the goddamn second that I decide I want to go on tour
Saying I don't give a ****
I don't give a **** like I'm paralyzed from the waist down
Waist down, waist down, waist down
Saying I don't give a ****
I don't give a **** like I'm paralysed from the waist down
Waist down, waist down
Way down to rockbottom I send y'all. Token is a genius
I don't give a ****; I'm on some paraplegic s**t
You feel me? I ain't feeling y'all
I got no feeling in my legs, wheelchairs I pop a wheelie on
I am really on
17 and I got funders with their hands out talking 'bout a million
But I don't take no handouts off air
You don't need to scratch my back; I got me a massage chair
That's right. Everybody act like they're living the exact life
Everybody tryna' be like everybody, no one tryna' be an individual and that's like
Getting a flashlight to mask light
A blackeye to have sight
A bad guy to act nice
A traffic light to crash bikes
An appetite to snack light
An afterlife to flatline
A rabbi to baptize
And bragging on the Internet just means you got a fake ego filled with insecurities killing you and that's why
And I've been plotting on the low
But I don't really want to keep it on the low no more
So I'ma' need all of your hands in the air the goddamn second that I decide I want to go on tour
Saying I don't give a ****
I don't give a **** like I'm paralyzed from the waist down
Waist down, waist down, waist down
Saying I don't give a ****
I don't give a **** like I'm paralysed from the waist down
Waist down, waist down
Stop, stop, stop...
Wh-, what's-, what's the problem?
Token, this is one of the stupidest songs I've ever heard in my life
Wh-, why, why is it stupid?
I mean, the whole idea, like, you don't give a ****, like, you can't have ***...
Well, yeah...
...I mean, that's not original, like, that's not cool
Well, I thought it sounded kinda cool
No no, like, I mean, it really didn't sound good either
Oh, well, I'm sorry...
You know, next time you have me come to the studio, can you at least have some real s**t ready for me?
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