Care. by Tudope. Lyrics
[Intro: tudope.]
Yeah
Look
Take care of yours
I’m takin’ care of mine
Takin’ care of more important shit to spare the time
[Chorus: tudope.]
Clout chasin’ got you niggas actin’ out of character (Character)
I cannot relate my nigga, I do not compare with ya (I don’t compare)
Levels to this shit, so separate me from the amateurs (Separate)
Say she miss the old me, I ain’t goin there with her (Nah)
Sorry baby, lately money all that I’ve been carin’ for
Not even my type, so why you typin’ all them characters
Lookin’ in the mirror, there ain’t nobody as rare as ya
Guess that’s what they thinkin’ when they stare at ya (I guess)
[Verse 1: tudope.]
If you love it, you love it
If you don’t, then you don’t
Fuck it game on a hunnit
If you know, then you know (True)
Ya’ll ain’t ready to run it
All a stunt and it shows
Fallin’ out with your bro’s, but you still in touch with your foes
I don’t fuck with the fuck shit
I don’t know how it goes (I don’t know)
Bein’ fake and redundant
For you niggas is goals
Money, respect, power
Want it all like I’m Ghost
She want a nigga that’s trickin’, I disappear like a ghost (Peace)
To the blessings that comin’
I’m proposin’ a toast (Toast up)
I ain’t wifin’ or cuffin’
They be doin’ the most (Too much)
In the post makin’ moves
I ain’t moved by your post
Been improvin’ my flows
Only truth in my quotes (Facts)
Rollin’ up when I want
Introduce me as dope
Put a 2 in the front
But ain’t no deuce when I smoke
Niggas movin’ too funny
Look at you like a joke (Ha)
Convo ain’t bout the money
Guess that’s all that she wrote
[Outro: tudope.]
Gone
Gone
Gone (That’s all I gotta say on this shit)
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone (Yeah)
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone (You know what it is)
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone (Go)
Yeah
Look
Take care of yours
I’m takin’ care of mine
Takin’ care of more important shit to spare the time
[Chorus: tudope.]
Clout chasin’ got you niggas actin’ out of character (Character)
I cannot relate my nigga, I do not compare with ya (I don’t compare)
Levels to this shit, so separate me from the amateurs (Separate)
Say she miss the old me, I ain’t goin there with her (Nah)
Sorry baby, lately money all that I’ve been carin’ for
Not even my type, so why you typin’ all them characters
Lookin’ in the mirror, there ain’t nobody as rare as ya
Guess that’s what they thinkin’ when they stare at ya (I guess)
[Verse 1: tudope.]
If you love it, you love it
If you don’t, then you don’t
Fuck it game on a hunnit
If you know, then you know (True)
Ya’ll ain’t ready to run it
All a stunt and it shows
Fallin’ out with your bro’s, but you still in touch with your foes
I don’t fuck with the fuck shit
I don’t know how it goes (I don’t know)
Bein’ fake and redundant
For you niggas is goals
Money, respect, power
Want it all like I’m Ghost
She want a nigga that’s trickin’, I disappear like a ghost (Peace)
To the blessings that comin’
I’m proposin’ a toast (Toast up)
I ain’t wifin’ or cuffin’
They be doin’ the most (Too much)
In the post makin’ moves
I ain’t moved by your post
Been improvin’ my flows
Only truth in my quotes (Facts)
Rollin’ up when I want
Introduce me as dope
Put a 2 in the front
But ain’t no deuce when I smoke
Niggas movin’ too funny
Look at you like a joke (Ha)
Convo ain’t bout the money
Guess that’s all that she wrote
[Outro: tudope.]
Gone
Gone
Gone (That’s all I gotta say on this shit)
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone (Yeah)
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone (You know what it is)
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone (Go)