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People got a lot of shit to say
Same person that was nothing yesterday′s the shit today
Living in the moment, everyone's a prisoner
Everybody′s talking, nobody's a listener, whatevs
I'ma get my ass to the top like a butthead
How could I not make money from the city of the duckets?
They say it′s luck and, it′s all about the timing
Luckily I agree, so I put the time in
Tell me that I'll n-n-n-n-never make it
Make your promises to me, I promise that you b-b-break ′em
I'm not even mad, people stay up on some other shit
One minute you hate it and the next minute you loving it
Keep on saying bullshit, I′ll just keep on ducking it
One day my pocket's gonna have more than a buck in it
And you can suck on it and take your two cents
Haters getting so old, they can′t even be a nuisance


I don't know what Pat thinks he's doing
Does he realize that he′s just a white kid from private school?
And his music′s wack anyway, so where's he really think he′s going?
He used to be smart, now he'll end up being no one

Well, he said, she said, me? I give zero shits
I′ma fly above it all, I'm on my superhero shit
Say what you want about me
Say what you, say what you want about me


People got a lot of shit to say
Acting like they know me when they only met me yesterday, and
Some old girl′s got a big head
Thinking my song's about them like they're the only chick I ever met
Get a grip, you ain′t all that
I don′t think about you, girl, not even as a fallback
Sorry, it's just that rumors kinda get to me
Messing up good things with girls that′s into me
So I just put that shit on paper, get to ventilating
Contemplating 'bout the chicks that I′ve been dating
I've been taking way too many ladies at their word
Maybe it′s just time for me to kick 'em to the curb
Thanks, I'm an asshole? Fine, if it helps you sleep
Call me what you want, just don′t call me when you wanna cheat
Saying you′re an angel while you touching me and talking sweet
Saying it don't make it true, baby boo, talk is cheap

Patrick, I heard you′ve been talking to her behind my back
What is that shit? You don't wanna be with me?
I keep on hearing things, I thought I knew you better
You′re a dog, why can't you commit to me?
I don′t see what more you could want

Well, he said, she said, me? I give zero shits
I'ma fly above it all, I'm on my superhero shit
Say what you want about me
Say what you, say what you want about me

People got a lot of shit to say
They want me to get my weight up, I want ′em to get away
Like "Do this, do that, it′s the only way to make it"
Some people only give advice but don't know how to take it
Living vicariously through me
Trying to get me to the top so they can say they knew me
Shit, there′s a reason I'm ahead of y′all
I ain't let you get involved or get up in my head at all, so
Middle finger to suggestions, no to all your questions
Too late for the veterans and sorry to the freshmen
I don′t got time for the Q&A, true LA
I'm doing me, don't try to get me to LA
I′m good, if you got all the secrets, boy, use ′em
But if you don't, don′t take my digits, boy, lose 'em
I ain′t for no games, I'm not living in your lie
If you really are the man, why you all in, all in my damn business?

Yo, yo, Packy, I′m a big fan
Look, I think you got what it takes, so here's the quick plan
Oh, by the way, I rap too, collab man, we have to
Soon as we make a track together, trust me, you'll be that dude

Well, he said, she said, me? I give zero shits
I′ma fly above it all, I′m on my superhero shit
Say what you want about me
Say what you, say what you want about me

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