[Lyric] IDC ($tupid Young)

'Damn chef, you made this?'

[Hook]
There ain't no nigga on this earth that I fear
Getting to the bag, tryna make sure it's secure
Friends turn to strangers when this friendship getting weird
Niggas always want favors, I was down you wasn't there
Riding with that thing, pussy nigga don't you dare
Paranoia on my brain cause my niggas isn't here
Got my bag up, niggas started to appear
Take a look inside my eyes you can tell that IDC

[Verse 1]
Grew up in a crack spot all because my dads fault
Now I came up feel like I just hit the jackpot
Foreign switch lanes with a .30 in my stash box
Niggas touch my chain ima leave them on thе asphalt
I ain't playin games bitch I do this shit for real
How I'm indepеndent living like I got a deal
Got my baby boy living comfy on a hill
But if a nigga wanna try me im still quick to do a drill
[Bridge]
I can't tell the difference when these niggas start to act funny
Shit was all good way before i made some rap money
Never thought you would, niggas really turn they backs on me
Throwing up my hood like a nigga with a back to me

[Hook]
There ain't no nigga on this earth that I fear
Getting to the bag, tryna make sure it's secure
Friends turn to strangers when this friendship getting weird
Niggas always want favors, I was down you wasn't there
Riding with that thing, pussy nigga don't you dare
Paranoia on my brain cause my niggas isn't here
Got my bag up, niggas started to appear
Take a look inside my eyes you can tell that IDC

[Verse 2]
They be taking pics with them sticcs but don't shoot niggas
Only tell the truth everytime im in the booth nigga
Check his background everytime that we recruit niggas
Opps cliquing up got me laughing like 'that's cute nigga'
I ain't tryna brag but them niggas can't get rid of us
All that tough act really, pussy you a clitoris
If I didn't rap, pull the strap, make you give it up
You ain't got no bag, only check you got was stimulus
[Bridge]
Running to the money in these diors I go faster
I just want some peace, something that I'm tryna master
Part time rapper
Part time trapper
My young nigga got a ghost gonna turn you into Casper

[Hook]
There ain't no nigga on this earth that I fear
Getting to the bag, tryna make sure it's secure
Friends turn to strangers when this friendship getting weird
Niggas always want favors, I was down you wasn't there
Riding with that thing, pussy nigga don't you dare
Paranoia on my brain cause my niggas isn't here
Got my bag up, niggas started to appear
Take a look inside my eyes you can tell that IDC