It Really Don’t Matter

[Intro]
Come on, uh-huh
Confidential
Play hard, baby
Come on
Uh, uh-huh

[Chorus]
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me (Come on)
It really don't matter to me (Uh, come on)
It really don't matter to me (What you do?)
It really don't matter to me (Tony Soprano)
It really don't matter to me (Uh-huh)
It really don't matter to me (Come on)
It really don't matter to me (What you say?)

[Verse 1]
Yo, when you see G's ****
See cats run
I hurt you well
Money's washed through the [?] down in [?][0:40]
Ain't no touchin' my clique
Step to me wrong, I'm bustin' my ****
G felon
Separate the real from the story tellin'
More exclusive than the powder that they ****
Play around, I'll numb you like the powder that they sellin', partner
Don't you know you **** with a mobster?
I don't give a **** about you, I split 'em in two
In a sick drop-top, sit about two
Just me and a half **** rippin' the turn pike
Broad all over me, I can't even turn right
These rats and leeches out, **** it, I earn right
Supposed to be the king, this here's my birth right (Come on)
Small town, it's on now, let it be known
If you ain't ready to play ball, better be gone

[Verse 2]
I got dreams
Every day wishin' for cream
Wishin' for teams
Thug style, plottin' a scheme
Now we high, roll with tech **** bombs
Rolex with icy **** freezin' the arm
Know who I am? Mafia, lockin' the ****
The one who got you man on his knees coppin' the fifth
Don't **** take care
'Cause you can see the **** we break here
Leave the one threat for all the cats who talk
Chop your body up, make the D's toss the chalk
Trial me, watch the jury say, "He walk"
I'm on some can't catch me, touch me, can't rush me
Some call me ****, but you pigs can't flush me

[Chorus]
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me (What you do?)
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me (Yo)
It really don't matter to me (What you say?)

[Verse 3]
Yo, I'm from the school of hard knocks, streets, not books
**** a dean's list 'cause we breed hot crooks
And **** a dope verse 'cause we spit hot hooks
And ****
One false move, know that I'ma blast mines
It ain't a threat, said it for the last time
Pull your fam through some sad times
In the streets, catch me with a ****
Suited up, power moves, they're at halftime
It's over, so consider it done
We mob, got beef, we get 'em a ****
If the heavyweight **** we get 'em in tons
And if you never took an L, consider it won, what?

[Verse 4]
It's open season, all them C's, let's get it on
Who wanna come down and test Cajun?
I'll slaughter y'all if I wanna, heard me partner?
Y'all gon' learn how to respect your father
I'm the street scholar
Squeeze tight on my **** and take what I want
Get cake at my spot
Chief, I knock out teeth when it's drama, no doubt
Might as well be summertime the way the heat comes out
And I'm quick to clap, so you better watch how you act
'Cause the the kick on my three-eight'll make my wrist snap back
And I draw like Doc Holiday, see your tombstone
'Cause I'm ready, I'm so, so ready

[Chorus]
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me (What you do?)
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me (What you say?)
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me (What you do?)

[Outro]
Blackground, thug's world, 2G
We ain't gon' stop, baby
What?
(What you say?)
Yeah
No doubt
What? What?
(What you do?)
(What you do?)