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[Intro]
And I don't think of you

[Chorus]
And I don't think of you
Everytime I pull up
Hop out
Glocks out
I don't think of you
Tryna stop my dream
Then a nigga gets stomped out
Swear, you better pay me if you want me to pop out
Just fucked a bitch in my brand new drop-top
I don't think of you
No, I don't think of you
And all this money stackin' up
And now you don't know what to do
All this screamin' and the lyin'
Baby, who you tryna prove?
I don't think of you
No, I don't think of you
I don't think of you
No, I don't think of you

[Verse]
This is my ranting page!
I'm good on everything
I'd rather kick it by myself
Than have to deal with rain
I'm tired of all you had to say on how to seize the day
While you a wasteaway
You ain't gon' change my ways!
This is my ranting page!
You can't contain my rage!
I'm full of youthfulness
Exuberance
And petty things
They act so jubilant
They're susurrant around my face
Just get 'fuck out my way
You ain't gon' save the day!
Bridge
And I ain't thinkin' 'bout ya
God damn!
Everytime I dream, I dream 'bout sum' else
Everybody deal with personal hell!
But I don't know you
And you don't know me well

[Bridge]
And I ain't singin' for ya
God damn!
Personal calls up all in my cell (yeah, yeah)
Too many things up all in my head!
But you don't know me
And I don't know you well

[Verse]
I ain't Captain Save-A-Hoe!
They're lackin' flavor, 'doe!
They ain't so flavorable no more
You shoulda' been realized this before
But I'm on a safer road
I'm actin' way, way older
But I reached a gate, I told ya
And they told me, "Wait to grow up!"
I couldn't just pay to show up
I wanted to weigh and sew-up (sew-up!)
And they go suggest
I'm tryna finesse my way into playin' shoulder
(Shoulder, baby, nah!)
And there ain't no shit that's colder
Assuming the worst, it sure hurts
And playin' your part
And diggin' the scars
No wonder I need a Yoda

[Bridge]
But, regardless, I ain't thinkin' 'bout you
I don't need nobody tyin' my shoes
And tyin' my ends and sayin' we're through
How was I supposed to know if that's true?
How was I supposed to know if I'm moot?
Givin' off hints in everything you do
So, I said, "Fuck it! I'm going, too!"
This world is fucked
And I'm not a fool

[Pre-Chorus]
Go get a bag
Yeah
And show off the money you made
Get glad, not mad
And tell yourself you ain't a slave
Implying you're bad
Huh
At telling yourself to behave
Good shit don't last
Ha
That's why it's in the past
That's why I don't think of you!

[Chorus]
Everytime I pull up
Hop out
Glocks out
I don't think of you
Tryna stop my dream
Then a nigga get stomped out
I don't think of you
Boy, you better pay me if you want me to pop out
Just a fucked a bitch in my brand new drop-top
I don't think of you
Now all this money stackin' up
And now you don't know what to do
All the screamin' and the lyin'
Baby, who you tryna prove?
I don't think of you
I don't think of you
No, I don't think of you
No, I don't think of you