The Real Folk Blues lyrics

[Intro]
Marcelo

[Verse]
Pull up right beside you and blind you
I don't give no f*ck ’bout none of you n*ggas, let me remind you
Shordy wanna touch, told that b*tch I don't give no f*ck
I got business to attend, and you ain't part of it
She looking confused, cause I ain’t tryna f*ck
If it ain't 'bout money or progression I'mma duck
n*gga I'm Khabib you McGregor, test your luck
I beat a n*ggas ass, then go smoke another blunt (huh)
I ain't with that internet bluff, I'm known real well for pulling off and pulling up
And who the f*ck was who, I never cared to give a f*ck
I only care about my own squad and the blunt (huh)
Shordy hit me back like “link it up”, but this my old b*tch, she just want to patch it up
And no, I don't give no f*ck ’bout none of you n*ggas and that’s whats up
I pull up to the block, throwing middle fingers up
Big blunt wulf, every damn day
I roll my own woods and I do my own thang
And I don't give no f*ck for what a hater gotta say
I do what I want , when I want my own way
b*tch I’m real hot saucin', somethin' like sriracha
Im twisting up like helicopter, I'm hella coppin’
And f*ck a ounce I'm pound poppin, why would I stop it
I got my own brand poppin', I skipped the shoppin'
And I got my own store, Big boss Bobby
You lame n*ggas need a hobby, I'm Ricky Bobby
Pull off so fast she thought she never saw me
I give no f*ck 'bout none of you n*ggas or what you care to call me (huh)
It be your own n*ggas showing jealousy
But I don't give no f*ck, I dust it off and hit the weed
b*tch I been on top, I can never ever stop
When this new sh*t pop, bet it make your heart drop
I can care more 'bout a cop than I do about an op
You n*ggas mad as f*ck, cause you know I ain't gon' flop
Ungreatful lil n*gga you will never get a spot
So keep slick dissing only friends that you got (huh)