Trapped up in my mind, wish time would slow down
I almost went blind thinking about tha
Wrong things in my life, sit back and get high and reminisce on it
This shit don't mean nothing, I hustle for something, I love to count money
That's one of my favorites, that love ain't for me mane
Me and yo boy different, your bitch on my hit list, he all in his feelings
I'm all in my bag now I'm killing this shit, this rollie got me lit
God grabbed onto my hands and he guide me through this, what a blessing to me
All I need in this world is my fam, cause they gone be the ones hold it down
I don't need no new members around
Tryna roach off of me and smoke all of my weed up, you can't kick your feet up
What you think this is bruh, ain't none come for free bruh
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I need some henny man this shit is barely getting by
Tell all them bitches to fall through I think they kinda shy
I'm not the type to pillow talk to even kiss or tell
Drop all the nonsense and this weed gone let you feel so well
High as hell, high as hell, high as hell, I told you if the cops come in you know the drill
Don't talk about the shit you know that shit get you killed
Niggas die for pussy disrespecting dollar bills
Remind me one more time what the f*ck we doing here
The sun is shinning so theres no reason to live in fear
I graduated, made some paper, beat my struggles in a tug of war
I finally found the sound that prolly knocks all f*ckn the doors
I try I try, what you want from me
The feeling that I feel only comes in 3's
Tell me some that will hit my soul
I gave you some money now u want some more
Why you think we hustle for
I been trapped up in the storm
Tell me what you see in me
I wanted to be free
Why you think we hustle for
I been trapped up in the storm
Tell me what you see in me
I wanted to be free
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Vintage Jay - Don't Care About It (feat. TheBio) Lyrics
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Trapped up in my mind, wish time would slow down
I almost went blind thinking about tha
Wrong things in my life, sit back and get high and reminisce on it
This shit don't mean nothing, I hustle for something, I love to count money
That's one of my favorites, that love ain't for me mane
Me and yo boy different, your bitch on my hit list, he all in his feelings
I'm all in my bag now I'm killing this shit, this rollie got me lit
God grabbed onto my hands and he guide me through this, what a blessing to me
All I need in this world is my fam, cause they gone be the ones hold it down
I don't need no new members around
Tryna roach off of me and smoke all of my weed up, you can't kick your feet up
What you think this is bruh, ain't none come for free bruh
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I need some henny man this shit is barely getting by
Tell all them bitches to fall through I think they kinda shy
I'm not the type to pillow talk to even kiss or tell
Drop all the nonsense and this weed gone let you feel so well
High as hell, high as hell, high as hell, I told you if the cops come in you know the drill
Don't talk about the shit you know that shit get you killed
Niggas die for pussy disrespecting dollar bills
Remind me one more time what the f*ck we doing here
The sun is shinning so theres no reason to live in fear
I graduated, made some paper, beat my struggles in a tug of war
I finally found the sound that prolly knocks all f*ckn the doors
I try I try, what you want from me
The feeling that I feel only comes in 3's
Tell me some that will hit my soul
I gave you some money now u want some more
Why you think we hustle for
I been trapped up in the storm
Tell me what you see in me
I wanted to be free
Why you think we hustle for
I been trapped up in the storm
Tell me what you see in me
I wanted to be free
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
I almost went blind thinking about tha
Wrong things in my life, sit back and get high and reminisce on it
This shit don't mean nothing, I hustle for something, I love to count money
That's one of my favorites, that love ain't for me mane
Me and yo boy different, your bitch on my hit list, he all in his feelings
I'm all in my bag now I'm killing this shit, this rollie got me lit
God grabbed onto my hands and he guide me through this, what a blessing to me
All I need in this world is my fam, cause they gone be the ones hold it down
I don't need no new members around
Tryna roach off of me and smoke all of my weed up, you can't kick your feet up
What you think this is bruh, ain't none come for free bruh
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I need some henny man this shit is barely getting by
Tell all them bitches to fall through I think they kinda shy
I'm not the type to pillow talk to even kiss or tell
Drop all the nonsense and this weed gone let you feel so well
High as hell, high as hell, high as hell, I told you if the cops come in you know the drill
Don't talk about the shit you know that shit get you killed
Niggas die for pussy disrespecting dollar bills
Remind me one more time what the f*ck we doing here
The sun is shinning so theres no reason to live in fear
I graduated, made some paper, beat my struggles in a tug of war
I finally found the sound that prolly knocks all f*ckn the doors
I try I try, what you want from me
The feeling that I feel only comes in 3's
Tell me some that will hit my soul
I gave you some money now u want some more
Why you think we hustle for
I been trapped up in the storm
Tell me what you see in me
I wanted to be free
Why you think we hustle for
I been trapped up in the storm
Tell me what you see in me
I wanted to be free
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
I don't really care about it, care about it
Do I really care about it, care about it
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Ima do my thang now, thang now
Writer: Julio Herrera
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