[Intro]
Bla-Bl-BlackMayo on the beat

[Chorus: Dez Webster]
You didn’t give a fuck about it, fuck about me
I feel like I’m fucking stuck up on you, say there’s something ‘bout me
Find the midpoint, we can meet in the middle to solve these, these problems
Do circles tryna fix what was faulty
You don’t give a single fuck about it, fuck about me
I feel like I’m fucking stuck up on you, say there’s something ‘bout me
You can’t pinpoint but you know the problem
I think you’re indifferent
Give me one out of ten fucks so I don’t think you’re losing interest

[Verse 1: Dez Webster]
Give me what you ran out of
You trade all your love for me (yeah, yeah)
Would you trade all you love for me?
Count up bands, they throwing shade so would you duck for me?
Gave that security blanket just for your ass to cheat (yeah, yeah)
You don’t give a fuck about us, you switch your loving on
As soon as you struck me down, I knew it was trouble trying
I thought you’d give a damn if I just disappear, I’m gone
You changing right in front my eyes, you think you really won (really think you won)

[Verse 2: Ty Glizzy]
Then why you moving like you hate me?
You know you were mine, you were my baby
We done got through shit when shit was crazy
Lately baby girl your love got lazy
The way you did me dirty it should be a crime
I let you slide for all those moments you would tell me lies
I put your dreams and your cares above all of mine
I didn’t want any money girl I just need your time
I used to have a couple goals when we was couple goals
But then you made me realize you was trouble though
And now it’s at the point where I can’t even trust a ho
But I just be on my baker shit cause I been getting dough
You playing games, you got me going insane and I cannot do this shit
We just be arguing, nobodies winning or losing and I think I’m losing my shit
You say you down to ride
And you say you down to slide
You make me feel like a victim
I’m going crazy and I’m losing my mind

[Chorus: Dez Webster]
You don’t give a fuck about it, fuck about me
I feel like I’m fuck stuck up on you, say there’s something ‘bout me
Find the midpoint, we can meet in the middle to solve these, these problems
Do circles tryna fix what was faulty
You don’t give a single fuck about it, fuck about me
I feel like I’m fucking stuck up on you, say there’s something ‘bout me
You can’t pinpoint but you know the problem
I think you’re indifferent
Give me one out of ten fucks so I don’t think you’re losing interest (give me one out of ten)
[OUTRO: Dez Webster]
Give me one out of ten
Yeah
Give me one out of ten