Stoicism Lol

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yah, Yah

Yeah

Look

I don't give a fuck about ****

They're wasting my time

I should charge them a fee

She said she want more heroics

But bitch I'm too stoic

I don't give a fuck who I please

Me and this paper go co-op

Pinocchio cutoff

These **** be talking too cheap

I ain't got nothing to show off

So **** ain't showing until I come back looking cheesy

Okay bitch don't come back when you need me

All this chitting and chatting depletes me

Way I'm stacking I make it look easy

Cop me a bag and I do it on repeat

This a service, I don't do no freebies

Couldn't pay then you can't even see me

I'm too nice, I can't never be greedy

Came from a time when nobody could feed me

I been flipping this paper, gymnastics

Moving in silence, this shits been a habit

On the move then I gotta go grab it

Play any way and this shit could turn tragic

Out the mud, out the dirt, had me gasping

I had to stay just to move up in status

Coughing coming up dryer than cactus

**** just leaning this shit for the practice

Yeah, gas

I'm on the top, that's a fact

Don't give a fuck who you ask

**** ain't up for the task

That's facts

Bags?

I'm bringing them up by the mass

They're tryna run up my path

Shit, you'll have to be quicker than that

Only truth is the bag, that's the motive

Got two straps on my sides, they supportive

Cop a pack after pack after pack after pack

On my shit, know a **** too focused

Got no time for these **** they hoeing

Loyalty ain't a thing, what I noticed

If his face on a tee and his mama out crying

I can't say it wasn't expected

See, my biddie a bad boo

Kept me straight here for about two or three years

I can never fool

Keeping careful, know there's enemies in my peers

I keep a stained tool

If the blue's clues point a **** right the fuck here

Deep in Black America

You ain't threatening nothing, this is kill or killed to be fair

You know why I don't make any sounds?

Cause I never gave a fuck

**** saying they'll settle something

I pull with something, have these **** stuck

Way I move, if a **** want it, just to stay in line keeps my prices up

Puffing power greens, I'm pushing buttercups

Turn a power deal into a bigger buck

On my money lust, ****

Gas

I'm on the top, that's a fact

Don't give a fuck who you ask

**** ain't up for the task

That's facts

Bags?

I'm bringing them up by the mass

They're tryna run up my path

Shit, you'll have to be quicker than that

Lil bitch