[Intro]
I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a- I don’t give a- I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 1]
I'm willin' to die for this shit
I done cried for this shit, might take a life for this shit
Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shit
D-O-T my enemy, won't catch a vibe for this shit, ayy
I been stomped out in front of my mama
My daddy commissary made it to commas
Bitch, all my grandmas dead
So ain't nobody prayin' for me, I'm on your head, ayy
Thirty millions later, know the feds watchin'
Auntie on my Telegram like, "Be cautious!"
I be hangin' out at Tam's, I be on Stockton
I don't do it for the 'Gram, I do it for Compton
I'm willin' to die for this shit, n***a
I'll take your fuckin' life for this shit, n***a
We ain't goin' back to broke, family sellin' dope
That's why you maney-ass rap n***as better know

[Chorus]
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would
I wish a bitch would, I wish a bitch would, I wish a bitch would
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would
[Verse 2]
I'm allergic to a bitch n***a, ayy
An imaginary rich n***a, ayy
Seven figures ho, that's slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin' digital and physical on all y'all, ayy
Fuck subliminals, I put you on that roll call
French Montana speakin’ on me in interviews
Very cynical, dry-hating somethin’ I don’t approve
Jay Electronica threw silences on my Grammy night
Another dead prophet hopin’ that God’ll give him life
Big Sean keeps sneak-dissin’, I let it slide
I think his false confidence got him inspired
I can’t make ‘em respect you, baby, it’s not my job
You finally famous for who you date, not how you rhyme (Boy)
Cute ass raps, get yo puberty up
Then make you a classic album before you come at us
Drake and Meek Mill beef might gotchu gassed up
But I’m a whole nother beast, I’ll really fuck you up

[Chorus]
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would
I wish a bitch would, I wish a bitch would, I wish a bitch would
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would

[Verse 3]
This goes out for those who choose to use disrespectful views on the King of Hip Hop
Fuck that, why try? Throw bleach in your eye
Now you’re braillin’ it, fuck that light shit, I’m scalin’ it
N***as thought they wasn't gonna see me, huh?
N***as thought that K-Dot real life
Was the same life they see on TV, huh?
N***as wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?
Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we need a receipt, huh?
'Cause most of y'all ain't real, most of y'all gon' squeal
Most of y'all just envy, but jealousy get you killed
Most of y'all throw rocks and try to hide your hand
That passive-aggressive shit only work for your fans
Because it’s all in your eyes, most of y’all tell lies
Most of y’all on top, but none of y’all top 5
Most of y’all know I tried to lift the Black artists
But it’s a difference ‘tween Black artists and wack artists
[Bridge]
Woo! You’re my son! Go to your room! Go to your room!

[Chorus]
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would
I wish a bitch would, I wish a bitch would, I wish a bitch would
I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would, I wish a n***a would