lil yola - ain't gon' let up lyrics
[spoken]
lil yola, you already know, self-made atm
all out
[verse 1]
see i don’t know what y’all been told
but i gotta get-get me a big bank roll
yes a fat bag of that sticky and some bad azz hoes
so when i step out on the scene suckers already know
to start hatin’, start talkin’ about my clothes
you see i’m pimped out, come try to knock me for my hoes
i’m a real n-gga, so i ain’t gon buy them eddie gold’s
i ain’t gon’ trick off with that b-tch and ain’t gon hang around my foes
i’ma get money n-gga, so f-ck it i’ll kick some doors
hit the block like the sun, and get rid of all the snow
you can call me a don, cause of the way i flow
i’m a good role model, just look at me as a pro
gangsta gutta raised me, so it’s gutta ’til i die
them suckers hate me, you can see it in they eyez
when i come around they frown, then wanna dap me down
but when i leave, them b-st-rds talk about me like a clown
but i don’t give a f-ck!
[hook]
[in the background, repeated until end of hook: i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga]
i ain’t gon’ give up, no i ain’t gon’ let up
no i ain’t gon’ shuddup
and ain’t gon’ never let them haters get to me
oh, no-no, they’ll never get to me
i ain’t gon’ let up, no i ain’t gon’ shudup
no i ain’t gon’ give up
and ain’t gon’ never let them haters get to me
oh, no-no, they’ll never get to me
[verse 2]
i just don’t give a f-ck, cause i’m all out wit it
the game ain’t dirty mayne, it’s just the n-ggas in it
you can’t even wear a jersey, they try to peep ya tags
can’t smoke a blunt of kush, cause you ’round too many krabs
n-gga get yaself together, go give ya brain a bath
go to church, start listenin’ and get on the right path
ya study long, ya study wrong, ya get it in ya or get gone
ya live fake, you’ll die fake, and that’s just the way it goes
i’ma gangsta, young n-gga, so i keep my mouth close
my ears and eyes open, so i can focus on the sh-t around me
i know they gon’ down me, but all i wonder why in the f-ck do they come around me
i gotta say down, i’ma shine like a light, stunt on all these c-ck roaches
whether i’m wrong or if i’m right, n-gga
hey! i get money, that’s something i like to do
you say m-th-rf-ck me, naw m-th-rf-ck you
cuz i don’t give a f-ck!
[hook]
[in the background, repeated until end of hook: i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga]
i ain’t gon’ give up, no i ain’t gon’ let up
no i ain’t gon’ shuddup
and ain’t gon’ never let them haters get to me
oh, no-no, they’ll never get to me
i ain’t gon’ let up, no i ain’t gon’ shudup
no i ain’t gon’ give up
and ain’t gon’ never let them haters get to me
oh, no-no, they’ll never get to me
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