About You (2016) lyrics

[Chorus: Charlie Ray]
Back when you were doin' good and I was doin' worse
You wouldn't f*ck with me when I was broke and on the turf
But nowadays you makin' me ya main concern
'Cause you see the tables turned, but b*tch you gotta wait your turn 'cause
I don't give a f*ck about you
Baby, I don't give a f*ck about you
Baby, I don't give a f*ck about you
When I was drinkin' worse for wear but so were you
But was ready for whatever, had a plan for what to do
But now a days, you look at me like I'm the fool and act like I've been robbin' you, homie, don't bother stoppin' through 'cause
I don't give a f*ck about you
Homie, I don't give a f*ck about you
Homie, I don't give a f*ck about you

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Don't try to call my phone, thinkin Imma tell you to come through, b*tch (nah)
When we was all alone, you would nevah let me run through sh*t (nah)
I leave em in the past, keepin em off with a kung-fu kick
Funny how a little money can have em all crash-dummy, tryna undo sh*t
Damn, made a couple fans and now they actin strange
People that used to wolf'll come around and try to ask for change
I told my friends I wanna make ends, just makin sick rap hits
And now they all sit around the circle and say, "He did that sh*t."
I knew a b*tch who used to talk sh*t and say, "That n*gga was whack!"
N' that's the same b*tch came to my show and tried to get me to swack
It's funny how n*ggas wanna come through, back then they nevah did bick it
Then hit my phone from the front do', to ask my ass for a ticket
I got no kinda time, I don't wanna rhyme, even intertwine with a b*tch n*gga
Used to wolf, talkin hella pop, now you wanna rock - you's a b*tch n*gga
Back then, I was fat then, you ain't want this diock!
Now I'm brackin with the rappin and you ain't get shiyat, biyaatch!
[Chorus: Charlie Ray]
Back when you were doin' good and I was doin' worse
You wouldn't f*ck with me when I was broke and on the turf
But nowadays you makin' me ya main concern
'Cause you see the tables turned, but b*tch you gotta wait your turn 'cause
I don't give a f*ck about you
Baby, I don't give a f*ck about you
Baby, I don't give a f*ck about you
When I was drinkin' worse for wear but so were you
But was ready for whatever, had a plan for what to do
But now a days, you look at me like I'm the fool and act like I've been robbin' you, homie, don't bother stoppin' through 'cause
I don't give a f*ck about you
Homie, I don't give a f*ck about you
Homie, I don't give a f*ck about you

[Verse 2: C. Ray]
Ugh, cuz I've got bigger fish to fry, for real
And why would I spend mo' time with you muthaf*ckas who decide to squeal?
I know it's in human nature to betray the ones you think you value most
But look, I don't play the games, you muthaf*ckas betta' pick a side - I'm ill
I'm sick a' the bullsh*t
Sick a' bein sick a' bullsh*t
Sick a' wakin up, finding a knife in my back when the rivals attack, I don't pull it
Out, I leave it as a painful reminder - no matta' how careful, betrayer will find ya
But there's no escapin the fire, and difficult to deliver - see you liars
Heart big and my circle's small
Been broke and nevah learned to ball and that humbled me, but I'll murder ya'll
You'll nevah catch me waitin on murder call
Oh stupid-ass b*tch, I've done heard it all
And saw it too
You forget that I know ya, so keep ya head down like a curtain call, ho
And Ion' hurt at all anymo'
And we ain't involved - hit the do', b*tch
Back to the bottom with that ho-sh*t
See the problem is I'm focused
And I don't need that negativity from you
f*ck you talkin 'bout you tryna work it out on sh*t that we can do? Biyaaaatch!
[Chorus: Charlie Ray]
Back when you were doin' good and I was doin' worse
You wouldn't f*ck with me when I was broke and on the turf
But nowadays you makin' me ya main concern
'Cause you see the tables turned, but b*tch you gotta wait your turn 'cause
I don't give a f*ck about you
Baby, I don't give a f*ck about you
Baby, I don't give a f*ck about you
When I was drinkin' worse for wear but so were you
But was ready for whatever, had a plan for what to do
But now a days, you look at me like I'm the fool and act like I've been robbin' you, homie, don't bother stoppin' through 'cause
I don't give a f*ck about you
Homie, I don't give a f*ck about you
Homie, I don't give a f*ck about you