Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Dont Care , by - Swifty McVay. Release date: 17.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Dont Care |
| From the cradle to the grave |
| This nigga wasn’t raised to be a slave |
| An entrepreneur stuck in his ways |
| I don’t care about your actions |
| Whether you sniffin 'caine |
| Or even if you gave an AK to Ronald Reagan |
| I don’t care if you was praising the 80's |
| You ain’t shit to me |
| Funkadelic history or hippies in the 60's |
| Or an elderly patient, a war-war conversation |
| I ain’t protecting this forsaken nation |
| They still got me on papers, contract or probation |
| For every dollar I make, it’s four haters |
| That can’t wait to make her come up |
| They watch a nigga and wishing I was lazy |
| But sleeping just ain’t me |
| And being ocaleptic doesn’t pay me |
| Unless a nigga selling records on the internet |
| Lately, I been underestimated greatly |
| You never put fear in me, to break me is a damn conspiracy |
| And lately, I getting the cipher’s if I want to |
| But nah, they see me in the circle, I’m stomping |
| Whoever think to test me like professors |
| I’m giving this asswhooping |
| So you can catch this motherfucking lesson |
| I don’t care about nothing black |
| But Dirty Dozen comrade |
| And player haters be wishing that I caught a cap |
| Or in the cadillac, with brains in my lap |
| But they will never come where I’m at |
| I don’t care nigga |
| People stop and stare |
| Like I am something rare |
| Well those silly looks you can spare |
| Cuz I don’t care (I don’t care nigga!) |
| I will not fight to fare |
| I do so solemly swear |
| If that’s something you can’t bear |
| Well I don’t care |
| See I celebrate alone |
| I never let people inside my home |
| Cuz I don’t keep my same phone number on |
| I change it every other week |
| And I’m my own agent |
| I speak for myself, got no patience |
| Get irritated mo, and major polticians |
| That don’t get no where, and I will never sell my soul |
| To any individual, no matter how large the residual |
| You try to give, my salvation’s critical |
| For shit I did years ago, my nerves are working |
| My old peers are gone, cuz they served their purpose |
| In my life, and two wrongs will never make it right |
| We ain’t perfect but I won’t make the same mistakes twice |
| And the dice you was rolling, it wasn’t always 7 or 11 |
| And crap sometime, they kept me going |
| I will never let it a no win situation haunt me |
| Even if you were snitching me like faggot ass Choncey |
| See this hip hop needs a nigga |
| But I don’t need the haters |
| Rap is like food, eating is second nature |
| My notebooks the plate, my lyrics are the faucet |
| And fuck whoever having thoughts of eating off it |
| I earned my bread, I baked it in an instant |
| So what if you pissed nigga? |
| Wash your own dishes |
| You can’t rub a bottle and there ain’t no three wishes |
| The only Genie is in the sky, and he’s pissed |
| All our fuck ups and fighting, and mobbing every night and |
| You can run from slugs, but we can’t dodge the lighting |
| I don’t get excited, I know how Life is |
| Ain’t gotta be the five-o, to raise you and indicte shit |
| Call yourself a grown man, really though? |
| Silly ho! |
| But on your nightstand you keep a box of KIX cereal |
| I couldn’t be a hero, my screws are let loose |
| The government would never give a fuck on who I rescue |
| I don’t care |