Big Homie - Could Careless (feat. RhymSter)

My career gone be like Quincy
I'm Timbaland, I got a Missy
I'm Cash Money, I'm Wayne & Drizzy
I stay productive, y'all stay busy
I'm Dre when he found Snoop, Em, & Fifty
I found the Basquiat of my city
I am the goat, my first name Billy
You'd understand if you from the Windy
Scary Movie to these bitch rappers, call 'em Cindy
How I make major moves, but I stay indie
Flow seen more bars than alcoholic kidneys
You can save your story, I ain't with the pity
Do you really want me?
I could careless shorty
On this road to glory
Could careless if you want me
Do you really want me?
I could careless shorty
On this road to glory
Could careless if you for me
Know I careless
Tired of tryna show her that the boy is the best
Tired of tryna give her the keys to the chest
Less stress, I need the keys to the Lex
She stingy with it , I need the cheats to the sex
On my best behavior, like I'm pleasing the guests
& boa I'm so high, I might be on a jet
I got it on my own, ion need disrespect
I put that shit on, might be at the Met
She loving my cologne , yeah she see where I'm at
But she acting like a bird , so I treat her like a pet
So Since you got the nerve, ima take you to the vet
You know a nigga swerve when I'm pulling to the back
You know a nigga slur when I'm hopping on the track
And you know you ain't want me so I had to fall back
Want me
Shorty
Glory
If you want me
Want me
Shorty
Glory
For me

Written by:
Julian Rodriguez, Rashad Jackson

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