Pusha T - Doesn t Matter lyrics

rate me

This shit I wrote quick

Shit I hate

Broke niggas that always got something to say

Got some nerve to have an opinion

I don't give a fuck what you say about me

Broke nigga two cents don't matter

Give a fuck what you say about me

Broke bitch two cents don't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter

There's a meaning to the kissing of the ring

The gods don't mingle with the mortals

Peasants ain't sitting with the kings

Goliath ain't worried 'bout your sling

And Cassius ain't bothered by your swings

You niggas keep rapping 'bout your dreams, my reality

50 birds waiting in the wings

Do it my way, I hit the highway

With the batter, so when Kanye go on his …

It don't matter

Since you talking ‘bout me, then let's talk about this money

Let's talk about the cars and why minds shape funny

Lets' talk about the fact you'll never take nothing from me

Let’s talk about the fact you niggas hate I'm up and runnin'

RG3 nigga, be that

Running through this money and these white women

Spike Lee see that

She gotta have it and I gotta give it

And you do not relate ‘cause you niggas do not live it

No

I don't give a fuck what you say about me

Broke nigga two cents don't matter

Give a fuck what you say about me

Broke bitch two cents don't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter

Attention seekers beware, I will grant wishes

We can take this so much further than your mentions

I can get your eulogy on YouTube for instance

Have the whole world view the body

Since y’all claim I'm Illuminati tell me why would you try me?

Kennedy, John F. or Bobby

Almost caught Reagan but they stopped us at the lobby

And that was broad day so how the fuck you gon' stop me

Your lil niggas just dirty mine's is zero dark thirty

Mine is night vision witch hunting ride for pop worthy

I'm coke boy leanin' on you niggas

If money talk then I must be screamin' on you niggas

Top of the pile I was two thirds away

I was sidetracked busy selling two birds a day

Death is just a U-turn away

Two men, ten paces then you turn and spray

I don't give a fuck what you say about me

Broke nigga two cents don't matter

Give a fuck what you say about me

Broke bitch two cents don't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter

My name is my name!