I Don't Care Lyrics - Kyle Bent

Chorus : we took our on road 

Though they told us no 

Forget what you told us 

I dont care what you think about it 

Now we boutta blow and 

Everybody knows man 

Killing all of these shows and 

(I dont care what you think about it) 8x 

Verse 1 : aint nobody gon' make your bed 

You gotta create your own fate instead 

Now they all want a piece of the cake you bake 

But dont congratulate when you break that leg 

They would rather hate for the days you spent 

With the name Kyle Bent 

Tryna gain this cred 

For the game that you said you would die for 

Whether alive or dead 

They wont pay their respect 

And I aim for the best 

This is russian roulette 

One chance that you get 

Try not to ruin it 

On a quest to change the average every day lives 

No tres, you will never pass my drive 

Test I then die 

Have your hands on your chest like you got a tyrannosaurus rex inside 

Wack rap guys tryna change a rap style 

But they trash and I think a rap class is what they need 

You would need to be in the passenger seat, with my feet on gas going fast just to keep you up with speed 

Either take the lead or you finna take defeat 

been chasing this lead before I even hit my teens 

You would never believe all the things I achieved through years of deciet 

And Im still hear to breathe 

Imma need a receipt 

For the peers I received 

Not the ones with the seeds that you tear out of trees 

But the ones with the teeth and the hair and the needs that are scared to be free 

Thats some fear I dont need 

Tryna stab me in the back I dont care I dont bleed 

We dont own no feelings throw your tears in the sea 

When you come across me ,be prepared for the best 

I appear Godly when compared to the rest 

They dont care bout me 

I dont care if they vexed 

They dont comprehend me like sumerian text 

Chorus : we took our on road 

Though they told us no 

Forget what you told us 

I dont care what you think about it 

Now we boutta blow and 

Everybody knows man 

Killing all of these shows and 

(I dont care what you think about it) 8x 

Verse 2 : aint nobody gon give you daps 

Before you enter that stage and perform that rap 

They gon state their opinion whether you dope or wack 

How you cope with that 

Grinded my whole life been cut deep 

But wasnt confronted by no knife nor tough teeth 

Now I just be chilling in them trees like monkeys 

Done see I ball like bun B 

Diamond in the rough 

Chilling on something comfy 

And I earned this luxury 

The fans loving me and thats enough for me 

And though the feelings priceless 

Aint nothing for free 

Lames fronting cause im buzzing like bumble bees 

It aint nothing man im coming for your sovereignty 

I bring peace boy, why you tryna war with me? 

Talks cheap and I found you at the dollar tree 

so honestly I dont really need your commentary 

Shorty say that im the cure sure come get treated 

Fame knocking at my door like its trick or treating 

They sleeping on me, no temperpedic 

Temperature of my literature's overheating 

No repeating 

These rappers recycling lines 

Running out of rhymes 

Yall aint competing 

They bump my music like its leukemic 

I move the crowd with telekinesis 

On the road to success, I dont no scenic 

She know that Im next, and I dont she sees it 

And she happens to know 

When I rap with this flow 

Every rapper gets exposed dont show your cleavage 

Fathering the game yeah, I conceived it 

Got waves on my brain yall lames get sea sick 

Yall aint believe it 

Now you came and seen it 

Chance came my way, cant blame me if I seized it 

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