Ain't Shit - Reverie

Never gave a fuck, never gave a shit

Haters, you could eat a dick

I don’t wanna hear about it

Walk the talk?

I doubt it

I ain’t gonna wait my turn

Imma cut the fucken line

Ask me how I’m feeling, baby

Crazy, but the pay is fine

Say it ain’t mine & imma have to take it

You can’t stand the real

Cuz ur just a fake bitch

You be posing like a gangsta- but you ain’t g

Got no credit, no resume in these streets

Faking where you came from

Busted, cuz your lame son

Tryna ride my coat tails now because I’m famous

You can’t compare to me, we’re nothing like the same

From my name, to my game, to my pay to my frame, bitch

You know the name, bitch

Ain’t shit changed, bitch

Lame bitch, when i see you- got nothing to say, bitch

If you want it, you could get it, I ain’t gonna sweat it

If you need it, imma bring it, you could fucken guarantee it

You ain’t gotta say it twice, want smoke?

Imma be it

& fuck pulling hair, bitch, I’m coming out swinging

I really was in the streets, really was smoking dope

Really lived the life I rap about

No, it ain’t a joke

You get choked

Leave you hanging by a rope

Bones broke

Yeah, imma cut your fucken throat

Better act like ya know

I been chain smoking cigarettes

Liquor, sess, bigger stress

Take a test, imma ace

You could catch this fade- quick

Careful, cus it’s dangerous

Gang is who I came with

Stay in your lane, bitch

Yes, I’m insane, bitch

They forget i grew up a screw up

Gang signs, throw the crew up

Base head & then I blew up

Used to never sleep, dust in my sheets

Never close my eyes- keep em wide

Ear to the streets

Fuck the police

Rest in peace to all the dead homies

Ain’t saying it twice

You heard what i said, homie

Wasted & lonely

Crazy, ya’ll know me

Flow like the ocean, wavy

Can’t put no salt on me

I been stressing, I been feening

I been thinking relapsing

All star- never practiced

Ditched all my fucken classes

You been plastic, I been classic

I been straight, been paid

Been played, I been great

I been places you could only dream about

Brought my team around

Stepped foot on 22 countries

Homie, I be about it

I been a hustler, been a rider

For life, do or die

Almost lost my fucken life a few times

I ain’t scared of death

I ain’t scared to live

Matter of fact, I love to split the profit

I ain’t scared to give

Imma pass the love, imma share the light

I been feeling nice

I love this rap shit

That’s why we do this every fucken night, bitch