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Doesn't Matter Lyrics

Ft: French Montana
Produced By: The Renegades

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[Intro: French Montana]
This shit I wrote quick
Shit I hate
Broke niggas, that always got something to say
Got some nerve to have an opinion


[Hook: French Montana]
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, ohh


[Verse 1: Pusha T]
There's a meaning to the kissin' of the ring
The gods don't mingle with the mortals
Peasants ain't sittin' with the kings
Goliath ain't worried 'bout your sling
And Cassius ain't bothered by your swings

You niggas keep rappin' 'bout your dreams, my reality
50 birds waitin' in the wings

Do it my way, I hit the highway with the batter
So when Kanye go on his hia', it don't matter

Since you talking 'bout me, then let's talk about this money
Let's talk about the cars and why mines shaped funny
Lets' talk about the fact you'll never take nothin' from me
Lets talk about the fact you niggas hate I'm up and runnin'
RG3 nigga, be that
Runnin' 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

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
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?

You lil' niggas just dirty mine's is Zero Dark Thirty
Mine is night vision, witch huntin', ride for Pac 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, God
Death is just a U-turn away
Two men ten paces then you turn and spray


[Hook] x2

[Outro]
My Name is my name!

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