Young NTG - The Art of Not Giving a Fuck Lyrics

We done came way too far to give up, now (can't look back)
Got my head all cleared up now (bitch I'm back)
Just a black man tryna get it without hoopin', or scoring touchdowns (off this rap)
All of my niggas need bust-downs
Thottiana's, they need to be bust down
Niggas tell me they hate me, they think it's gon' break me
But really, I don't give a f*ck now
I done mastered the art of not giving a f*ck
Got way too many bucks
Got way too little trust
I can't vibe with no fake-ass motherf*cker, I won't keep in touch
I done rode in with thugs
Them boys not scared to bust
And they keepin' it tucked
You want smoke with us, you'll be the blunt
I can't even f*ck with thots, cause they mainey, yeah
I got a couple bitches say they want my baby (huh?)
I think they really sayin' pay me
You ain't gon' get that check up out me lil' baby
My mama told me, nigga, watch out for them groupies, they be crazy
I keep that 20/20 vision even when my mind is hazy
I know they know a nigga gettin' it, hope to turn out to be Jay-Z
I get the check and flip a chicken, livin' fast just like I'm racing
Just ask a nigga what he blazing
Swear it's nothing but gas in my blunt
I can't put on no fronts, I be smokin' big runtz
Think I f*cked up me lungs, I been locked in a hotbox for months
Up all night in the stu', you know I got the touch
Roll me up backwood, fronto or dutch
If you pass me a swisher, I might have to punt
I might need me a few before I had enough
I don't want beer, no Duff, Hennessy in my cup
Nigga, I'm way too motherf*ckin' drunk
You ain't talkin' cash, I don't give enough of a f*ck
Nigga, I'm up, tryna get me on your song, that shit trash, what the f*ck
TG can't get on that, sorry for bursting your bubble
I done mastered the art of not givin' a f*ck
We can't be buds
Nigga, run me me bucks, or me dick you can suck
Give a f*ck about your problems
Got my own nigga need to solve em
Niggas - tryna clone, I can't evolve them
Bitches - hit my phone, I never call them
Remember, used to feel like I was fallin'
Now I'm ballin' like Jordan
I'm livin' fast, I'm never stallin
The numbers told me it's my time, so it's the time for goin' all in
Yeah (I give no f*ck)
Yeah, yeah
How would you feel if I told you that I was born in love? (now I give no f*cks)
Yeah, but lovin' hurts for me won't work, rather not give no f*cks
Yeah, cause what's the use in trust?
Cause I got us, myself and me, we runnin' to these bucks
Drank in my cup, can't let you see, know I be booted up
Still gotta wake up, next day must see, you know my team next up
Yeah, It's a long way up, but we gon' make that jump
Do it ourself, no stunts, yeah
Gotta make that money
Monday through Sunday
Keep it real, no fronting, even when it ain't sunny
Young lil' nigga gotta go and make some
Yeah (I give no f*ck)
Niggas just tryna f*ck the world till he cum (I give no f*ck)
Yeah, yeah (I give no f*ck)
Bitch it's TG, they can't - see me