Confidential It Really Don`t Matter Lyrics

It Really Don`t Matter Lyrics

[Intro] 

Come on, uh-huh 

Confidential, play hard baby 

Come on 

Uh, uh-huh 



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 

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] 



Yo, in the city, see catch run 

I heard jewel, money squashed in the mark down 

In the pure fidel, ain't no touchin' my click 

Step to me wrong, I'm bustin' my clip 

G felon, seperate the real from the story tellin' 

More exclusive than the powder that these n***** 

Play around, I'll numb you like the powder that they sellin' 

Potna, don't you know you f****** with a mobsta? 

I don't give a f*** about you, I spit 'em in Q 

In a 6 drop-top, ?suited by Sue? 

Just me and a half rippin' the turn pike 

Broad all over me, can't even turn right 

These rats and lease out get an earn right 

Supposed to be the king, this here's my birth right 

Small town, it's on now, let it be known 

If you ain't ready to play ball, better be gone 



I got dreams, everyday wishin' for cream 

Wishin' for teams, thug style, plottin' a scheme 

Now we high, rollin' with Teck, packin' bombs 

Rolex with icey s***, freezin' the arm 

Know who I am? 

Mafia, rockin' that s*** 

The one who got the man on his knees coppin' the 5th 

Don't f****** take care, cuz you can see the balls we break here 

Leave the one dead for all the cats who talk 

Chop your body up, make the D's toss the chalk 

Try me, watch the jury say we walk 

I'm on some can't catch me, touch me, can't rush me 

Some call me n**** but you pigs can't flush me 



1 - 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] 



Yo 

Yo, I'm from the school of hard knocks 

Streets, not books 

F*** the dean's list, cuz he breed high crooks 

And f*** a dope verse, cuz we spit hot hooks 

And f*** you... one false move, know what 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 Glock 9 

Suited up, power moves, they ran, had time 

It's over, so consider it done, we marked 

Got beef, then we get 'em a gun 

If ya heavyweight n*****, we get 'em in tons 

And if you never took a L, consider it won, what 



It's open season, all them C's, let's get it on 

Who wanna come down and test Cajun? 

I'll slaughter all of ya if I wanna, heard me potna? 

Y'all gon' learn how to respect your father 

I'm the street scholar, squeeze tight on my trigga 

And take what I want, get caked in my spot 

Chief, I knock out teeth when it's drama, no doubt 

Might as well be summertime, the way the heat comes out 

I'm quick to collapse, so y'all better watch how you act 

Cuz the the clip on my 3-8 will make my wrist snap back 

And I draw like Doc Holiday, see ya tombstone 

Cuz I'm ready, I'm so so ready 



Repeat 1 

Repeat 1 



Blackground, thugs world, 2G 

Never stop baby, what 

(What you say) 

Yeah, no doubt, what, what 

(What you do) 

(What you do)