You Problem

I don't care if you respect me or not. Your opinion means jack shit to me. Love me, hate me, Stalk me, talk shit. I couldn't care less. Yeah, I ain't built for approval, I don't bend For applause. I'm a strengthful cowboy with a mouth Full of flaws. You can run with the gossip, Put my name in your jaw. But that hate don't hit when the source is Soft. Weak-ass, fake-ass, loud for attention. Typing up paragraphs, begging for a mention. If my presence feels heavy, that's your own tension. Get gone with the drama and the bad intentions. Love me, hate me, rate me, chase me. Talk all night, still can't replace me. Stare too long, then call me crazy. Mad at my life 'cause yours got lazy. I'm not here to impress little people who fold. With cheap shot tongues and a backbone sold. I don't need your clap, your crown, your vote. I walk how I walk with my boot on The road. You don't like me? Good. That's a you problem, not mine. I don't give a fuck, not one, not two. Your mouth ain't renting no room in my mood. You got a problem? That problem is you. I don't give a fuck, and that's the truth. Say it to my face or swallow that smoke. Fold up that hate like a dirty note. You don't like me? Cool, get gone. I've been real this long, and I'm still that Strong. I don't switch for the insecure. Don't soften the edges just to make you sure. Don't dim my fire 'cause your ego's poor. Don't drag my peace through your back door. Petty little drama, brain-dead chatter. Broke-down opinions don't make me matter. Your side-eye swings like a plastic hammer. Hear my name and bounce off, scatter. Got something to say? Write that shit neat. Fold it real nice, keep it off my street. Then file it away with the sunlight quips. 'Cause I don't make room for your useless shit. I'm living my life how I wanna live. I don't owe one breath to the hate you Give. No validation, no toxic chain. No fake little crown gonna rent my brain. You don't like me? Good. That's a you problem, not mine. I don't give a fuck, not one, not two. Your mouth ain't renting no room in my mood. You got a problem? That problem is you. I don't give a fuck, and that's the truth. Say it to my face or swallow that smoke. Fold up that hate like a dirty note. You don't like me? Cool, get gone. I've been real this long, and I'm still that Strong. I don't need your nod. I don't need your grin. I don't need your Scheme. I don't need your friends. I don't need permission. I don't need a crown. I don't lose sleep when a clown talks loud. Take your fake-ass opinions. Take your, take your weak-ass crew. Take your low-grade gossip. Take your broke excuse. Take your bitter little comments. Take your useless energy. If the real me bothers you, keep that shit Away from me, yeah. I don't give a fuck, not one, not two. Your mouth ain't renting no room in my mood. You got a problem? That problem is you. I don't give a fuck, and that's the truth. I don't need approval. I don't need a lie. I don't need your poison anywhere near mine. You don't like me? Good, get gone. I've been real this long, and I'm still that Strong. Love me, hate me. Talk shit, stalk me. Your opinion means jack shit. I don't give a single fuck.