Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Don't Care, artist - Kanye West.
Date of issue: 09.02.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Don't Care |
And all my people thats drug dealing |
Just to get by stack your money till it gets sky high |
We weren’t suppose to make it past 25 jokes on you we still alive |
Throw your hands up in the sky and say |
«We don’t care what people say» |
If this is your first time hearin' this |
You are about to experience somethin so cold man we |
Never had nothing handed took nothing for granted |
Took nothin from no man, man I’m my own man |
But as a shorty I looked up to the dope man |
Only adult man I knew that wasn’t broke man |
Flickin' Starter coats man, man you don’t know man |
We don’t care what people say |
This is for my niggas outside all winter |
'Cuz this summer they ain’t finna say next summer I’m finna |
Sittin' in the hood like community colleges |
This dope money here is lil Tre’s scholarship |
'Cuz ain’t no tuition for havin' no ambition |
And ain’t no loans for sittin' your ass at home |
So we forced to sell crack rap and get a job |
You gotta do somethin' man your ass is grown |
Drug dealin' just to get by stack your money till it gets sky high |
Kids sing, kids sing |
We weren’t suppose to make it past 25, jokes on you we still alive |
Throw your hands up in the sky and say |
«We don’t care what people say» |
The second verse is for my dawgs working 9 to 5 |
That still hustle 'cuz a nigga can’t shine off 6: 55 |
And everybody sellin' make up, Jacob’s and bootleg tapes |
Just to get they cake up we put shit on layaway then come back |
We claim other people kids on our income tax |
We take that money, cop work then push packs |
To get paid and we don’t care what people say |
Momma say she wanna move south |
Scratching lottery tickets eyes on a new house |
Around the same time Doe ran up in Dude’s house couldn’t get a job |
So since he couldn’t get work, he figured he take work the drug |
Game bolemic it’s hard to get weight |
So niggas money is homo it’s hard to get straight |
But we gonna keep bakin' to the day we get cake |
And we don’t care what people say, my niggas |
Drug dealin' just to get by stack your money till it gets sky high |
Kids sing, kids sing |
We weren’t suppose to make it past 25 but jokes on you we still alive |
Throw your hands up in the sky and say |
«We don’t care what people say» |
You know the kids gonna act a fool |
When you stop the programs for after school and they DCF’s |
Some of them dyslexic they favorite 50 cent song is 12 questions |
We scream rocks blow weed, park see now we smart we ain’t retards |
The way teachers thought hold up hold fast we make mo cash |
Now, tell my momma I belong in that slow class |
It’s bad enough, we on welfare |
You tryin' to put me on the school bus with the space for the wheel chair |
I’m tryin' to get the car with the chromy wheels here |
You tryin' to cut our lights out like we don’t live here |
Look at what’s handed us, father’s abandon us |
When we get the hammers go and call the ambulance |
Sometimes I feel no one in this world understands us |
But we don’t care what people say, my niggas |
Drug dealin' just to get by stack your money till it gets sky high |
Kids sing, kids sing |
We weren’t suppose to make it past 25 but jokes on you we still alive |
Throw your hands up in the sky and say |
«We don’t care what people say» |