Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a
I'm not trynna get in the game
I had to get it myself
My music sits on the brain
Your music sits on the shelf
I hit a new level, they ducking and hiding
I step on the pedal, I ain't trynna find 'em
Your shorty call me to come pick up the pieces
So we had a meeting, you wasn't invited
I just want the family close, aye
Follow the plan we ghost, aye
My shorty plan the shows, yeah
So just keep it friendly close, aye
F*ck what you thinking
Them niggas was tweaking
They thought I was peaking
But they wasn't right
I hop on a beat and
I feel like the deacon
I got niggas sneezing
The rest of they life
God bless
Y'all niggas had enough time, I'm next
Uncle Sam always divide my checks
Them niggas say they gone call my bluff
How they gone do it I don't call I text, aye
I'm not that nigga from back in the day
Y'all wasn't ready for Alex and Trey
Y'all niggas quit after taking an L
I just recoup and come back in a day
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you
Aye, this the last verse that I ever write
Cuz I'm in the studio every night
Producers be sending me type beats
I be just killing like every type
You think that I'm fed up you very right
You was scary type now you very frightened
They was talking down trynna kill the dream
But it slipped they mind just to bury mine
So tell 'em we back from the dead
We going right for the head, aye
They wanna know my biggest threat
Ima give that to the feds
Cuz they be just itching
To stop him and frisk him
And nothing can be done
Cuz they on a mission
And they was alright, up until I had iced out my very first album and titled it VISION
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
KingTrey - What You Think (feat. Alex Wiley) Lyrics
KingTrey - What You Think (feat. Alex Wiley) Lyrics
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Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a
I'm not trynna get in the game
I had to get it myself
My music sits on the brain
Your music sits on the shelf
I hit a new level, they ducking and hiding
I step on the pedal, I ain't trynna find 'em
Your shorty call me to come pick up the pieces
So we had a meeting, you wasn't invited
I just want the family close, aye
Follow the plan we ghost, aye
My shorty plan the shows, yeah
So just keep it friendly close, aye
F*ck what you thinking
Them niggas was tweaking
They thought I was peaking
But they wasn't right
I hop on a beat and
I feel like the deacon
I got niggas sneezing
The rest of they life
God bless
Y'all niggas had enough time, I'm next
Uncle Sam always divide my checks
Them niggas say they gone call my bluff
How they gone do it I don't call I text, aye
I'm not that nigga from back in the day
Y'all wasn't ready for Alex and Trey
Y'all niggas quit after taking an L
I just recoup and come back in a day
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you
Aye, this the last verse that I ever write
Cuz I'm in the studio every night
Producers be sending me type beats
I be just killing like every type
You think that I'm fed up you very right
You was scary type now you very frightened
They was talking down trynna kill the dream
But it slipped they mind just to bury mine
So tell 'em we back from the dead
We going right for the head, aye
They wanna know my biggest threat
Ima give that to the feds
Cuz they be just itching
To stop him and frisk him
And nothing can be done
Cuz they on a mission
And they was alright, up until I had iced out my very first album and titled it VISION
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a
I'm not trynna get in the game
I had to get it myself
My music sits on the brain
Your music sits on the shelf
I hit a new level, they ducking and hiding
I step on the pedal, I ain't trynna find 'em
Your shorty call me to come pick up the pieces
So we had a meeting, you wasn't invited
I just want the family close, aye
Follow the plan we ghost, aye
My shorty plan the shows, yeah
So just keep it friendly close, aye
F*ck what you thinking
Them niggas was tweaking
They thought I was peaking
But they wasn't right
I hop on a beat and
I feel like the deacon
I got niggas sneezing
The rest of they life
God bless
Y'all niggas had enough time, I'm next
Uncle Sam always divide my checks
Them niggas say they gone call my bluff
How they gone do it I don't call I text, aye
I'm not that nigga from back in the day
Y'all wasn't ready for Alex and Trey
Y'all niggas quit after taking an L
I just recoup and come back in a day
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you
Aye, this the last verse that I ever write
Cuz I'm in the studio every night
Producers be sending me type beats
I be just killing like every type
You think that I'm fed up you very right
You was scary type now you very frightened
They was talking down trynna kill the dream
But it slipped they mind just to bury mine
So tell 'em we back from the dead
We going right for the head, aye
They wanna know my biggest threat
Ima give that to the feds
Cuz they be just itching
To stop him and frisk him
And nothing can be done
Cuz they on a mission
And they was alright, up until I had iced out my very first album and titled it VISION
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh huh
I could give a f*ck what you think
I could give a f*ck what you think
Writer: Alex Wiley, Tony Harris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid