Lyrics
Bout what these niggas think or what the fuck these niggas outchea sayin, i turned nothing into something, won t show no sympathy
can t let you get to me
I know they don t feel my pain, back to back Again, can t let you get to me
fuck with you so much i ain t tell you she already fucked me
Bout it i won t complain, bout it i won t complain, can t let you get to me
Give a fuck what you thinkin, won t show no sympathy, probably want put me under
bout it i won t complain
so many people not around who told me that they love me
can t let em end my name
Can t let em end my name, bout it i won t complain YoungBoy, bout it i won t complain
Smile in my face, can t let em end my name
Walking alone if nobody coming, love him like my brother, won t show no sympathy
Cause it s a dirty game, i m sippin this lean in the morning
just send me my money
give a fuck what you thinkin
Go gainst who boy, fifteen bands invested in weed just for extra money
Your opps changed up on me, give a fuck what you thinkin Never, bout it i won t complain
I m sippin this lean in the morning, i turned nothing into something
Bout it i won t complain, cause it s a dirty game
Helped me a lot but deep inside i really feel like fuck him, won t show no sympathy YoungBoy, won t show no sympathy
i m sippin this lean in the morning