I don't give a fuck
Bad or good, you know what I'm sayin'?
They gon' hate, they gon' talk
Don't keep yo' shit in that conversation
Hey

All the money in the world, can't control all of these rumors
I can't get it out my brain, keep on spreadin' like a tumor
What you 'posed to do when every time you wake up it's a rumor?
You just showed me who you really is, wish I knew this sooner
Tried to knock me off my focus, think I'm too far up to notice
I done even cut 'em off, gotta play these niggas closely
I was slippin', I was open, gave a side bitch a promotion
When we out I let you post me, fuck it, let's start some commotion (fuck it)

Tested niggas, they failed that
Hit the brakes on 'em, I fell back (skrrt)
They don't keep it real, can't spell that
They don't weigh enough, can't scale that
She pregnant, they sayin' the baby is mine (nah)
It got my heart, I'm gon' feel if she cryin' (woo)
Different type of hurt, it feel like I'm dyin'
I'm told the wounds gon' heal with time (they talkin', they talkin')
Gon' always have somethin' to say about a nigga that's winnin' (like me, for example)
Go around the world, get showed love, but get hate in your city (stay away from that city)
Think you 'bout to spend my bag, but you didn't contribute a penny (they ain't give me nothin')
Every car got a pink slip, but I heard they was rented
They hit up a truck 'cause they thought I was in it
Presidential made 'em mad like Trump (ha)
Got the call while in traffic with unc'
We uppin' three bodies tonight, it's gone
(Ayy, check out the score)
I know I did so much shit, to where she can't feel no more hurt (fame)
I got status and I keep on fuckin' up, that's a gift and a curse

All the money in the world, can't control all of these rumors
I can't get it out my brain, keep on spreadin' like a tumor
What you 'posed to do when every time you wake up it's a rumor?
You just showed me who you really is, wish I knew this sooner
Tried to knock me off my focus, think I'm too far up to notice
I done even cut 'em off, gotta play these niggas closely
I was slippin', I was open, gave a side bitch a promotion
When we out I let you post me, fuck it, let's start some commotion

If they don't got shit on you to tear you down
They gon' lie (really)
Hopin' that you fail, on your trails like a spy (spy)
I'm pushin' with my niggas, right or wrong
That's on I (that's on me)
That bullshit for the birds, you know I can't let none fly (they say)
He messy, he play both sides
Got cool with him for a cosign
They say I got hot in no time
He should've been went gold three, four times
Guess he thought I wanted heels, so he tried my baby mama
In yo' feelings, you couldn't hit me 'bout it
Don't you got my number? (That's crazy)
Based on a true story, thought this bitch was in my fairy tale
Actin' as if she had my best interest and she played it well
He ain't havin' shit (Why?)
Tryna keep up his image (For real?)
Them niggas around him talk
That's how we know all his business (Wow)

All the money in the world, can't control all of these rumors
I can't get it out my brain, keep on spreadin' like a tumor
What you 'posed to do when every time you wake up it's a rumor?
You just showed me who you really is, wish I knew this sooner
Tried to knock me off my focus, think I'm too far up to notice
I done even cut 'em off, gotta play these niggas closely
I was slippin', I was open, gave a side bitch a promotion
When we out I let you post me, fuck it, let's start some commotion

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Writer(s): Demario White, Eduardo Earle