K Camp - I Don't lyrics
Kristopher Thomas Campbell
[K Camp - I Don't lyrics]
I don't give a damn
About what a nigga got to say about me
I ain't got two shit's for
Y'all niggas swear to god
I ain't got to prove shit to y'all niggas
I ain't got to prove shit
To y'all niggas uh uh i don't!
I ain't got to prove shit to y'all niggas
I ain't got to prove shit
To y'all niggas uh uh i don't!
I ain't got to prove shit to y'all niggas
I ain't got to prove shit
To y'all niggas uh uh i don't!
I ain't got to prove shit to y'all niggas
I ain't got to prove shit
To y'all niggas uh uh i don't! What's up?
I don't! yeah, turn up hoe
I don't! yeah! Wooh! I don't! Ha
Look
Listen up I'm the same young nigga
From the Northside high day shit
Boy I got to get paid Hop on the track flow
Like jumping gym boy you know I got too much
Flavors Hit her from the back
Got the headboard rocking I'm a throw
'til I wake up the
Neighbors (Wake up) Way these niggas keep
Watching my moves telling you
Don't even need a case Twenty-four
Seven on my
Clock clock amen I don't even get no
Sleep Money keep piling
20k Hit a bought boy that was just last
Week (You lyin') I don't understand why you
Still broke boy I been counting
That money in my
Sleep! (In my sleep) chick that
Like cute face, fat ass with the
(Wooh) You don't work harder than
Me, I been at it for years, young nigga I'm
Tired (Wooh) But, I continue to
Drop all this work, you ain't on your job
You get
Fired (Wooh) I could care less what a
Lane say about me lil' bitch keep
Quiet! (Quiet) Treat your lil' hoe like
Potato salad you should know that
Bitch stay on the side!
Any place, any time, anywhere, I'm a
Get a demo where boy you
Not stay trippy there, but
Where? That nigga flexing that
Lil' bitty trap you can tell
That he new to that
(You can tell) putting that
Gas in the earth every night
Where you put it at? Now I swear to God
Everybody fucking trap when they really
Ain't no in that
Yeah, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga that they seek
I grind everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday, got my drink coming
(Drink coming)
Even with no eyes, with no eyes, with no eyes
With no eyes, I can see money! (See money)
Flow sick, down
Too sick, down, ah choo got my nose running!
(Uh) Most of 'em said I wouldn't make it
But nigga it looks like I'm making it
(Looks like I'm making it) I
Got the game in my
Palms, if you don't mind I'm taking it
(If you don't mind) I been
This real from the start
I really don't know how to fake this shit
(Wooh, wooh) holla my niggas some slum no we
Don't mind we taking it