Lyrics:
, by any means
Mama went and got it, daddy never home
Started learning from the streets
But I know my heat a chrome
Never sold no kind of dope, just
the drought
My pen is expressive
Write it and let it out
Got the blown fuse out
Keep control
Move out
Heat the stove
Too hot
What’s the goal
Move out
Fuse out
criss-crossed
Put there just like wax
You don't respect them for their imperfections
I don't understand why you choose to be
It don't matter today
It don't
amazing when you hold me close
Know me like the summer, baby don't let go
I got body heat (give it to me, give it to me)
I'm burnin' up, baby (burnin'
drain
Doesn't matter to me
The EMT said I was insane
Doesn't matter to me
But I don't want your sympathy
Cause in reality
It don't matter to me, it don't
in Lakewood,
Or ride down Slawson,
Or to Casino,
they say it's just like Compton,
Really doesn't matter,
Long as shots don't ring out,
Nigga I
no heat
There's no meat and I'm tired of eating canned beans
You're no good for nothing but carrying on
You're a man and I need you to stand tall
So
to the curb
Where he belongs,uh.
[Chorus]
But I love my man
It don't matter,it don't matter
He knows who I am
It don't matter,it don't matter
And we
Have some more Spam
It doesn't matter if it's fresh or canned
Just eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!
Don't you make me repeat it!
Have a banana, have
Have some more Spam
It doesn't matter if it's fresh or canned
Just eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!
Don't you make me repeat it!
Have a banana, have
does it all
But what really matters is the heart he gives
But what really matters is the heart he gives
He makes your talk seem small
He makes your
250 in the goyard,
Lose ya re up at the bone yard,
Pack canned up like its boyarde,
Got a lil sumthin but you sure not me,
I be on fire,
250 in
feast
If I get canned I know its all on me
Lowkey, that’s how I move yea thats how I be
You might get low you ain’t low key like me
You might got keys you
Sick and tired of the same bullshit
So far gone (Have we lost humanity)
No matter how many times we've done right
They said it's wrong (Can we agree
Canned heat, that's the name of the game
They call me the robber,
Highwayman
Don't wanna hurt nobody
Just doing what I can
The galley after hours
though it don't matter man
When he laying dead in a casket man yeah
Been this hard leave on top
That's your bitch
And she can rock
Leave bite marks all
down
I'm about to rob the hardest nigga out here
Yes I'm on my joker shit
I keep a Heath Ledger for the joke of it
I don't plan ahead of them, I
"you could get her," he be like, "you could get her"
I be like, "you could have her," he be like, "you could have her"
He be like, "it don't matter," I
"you could get her," he be like, "you could get her"
I be like, "you could have her," he be like, "you could have her"
He be like, "it don't matter," I
don't play that petty shit
You're a fucking joke
And a hypocrite
And if you think I'm cool with it
Gotcha down on ya knees bitch
You gonna submit
Damn Blocky you got the sauce
Pull up with a beam and it's hot (and it's hot)
Pull up with the heat and it's hot (and it's hot)
Pull up got the heat
I'm bout
Yuh
Eat it up
Told that bitch lay down Ima eat it up
Matter fact lil bitch Ima beat it up
And he said he want smoke I could heat it up
(Heat it
pretty please
(Baby) You know you got a real one stick by ya side you don't ever gotta fear none no
(Baby) Yea it gets hectic but I make sure that you
could tell a story, maybe an allegory
You could make shit up like you're on Maury
You could piece it together like Darryl Morey
It don't matter how you
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