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Blac Youngsta - So What Lyrics

[Intro]
Ear Drummers
Mike WiLL Made-It

[Verse 1]
If I run in, I know what's in the safe
100 grand what my secretary make
I'm a boss, I ain't never playin' a slave
You ain't street if you ain't never ran away
Leave everything, set the bar
Sucker, you a dead man if your child tooken
Coulda smacked 'em, but I let the guys whoop 'em
I'm in a trap house with the pies cookin'
When I arrive, I don't need to try
Sucker sharp, I'll leave you lickin' like a cow drippin'
Million dollars a year, how my style lookin'?
It don't even concern you how my house lookin'
Talkin' on the phone, got my pal tooken
Lamborghini truck, how the miles lookin'?
I've been savin' money for Kilo since he was locked up
Imagine how the pal lookin' (Gang)

[Chorus]
I got an attitude problem, so what? (So what?)
I pour it down, throw heads up, so what? (So what?)
I'm goin' to the top floor, so what? (So what?)
You gotta die one day, so what?
So what? (So what?) So what? (So what?)
I got ice on me, so what? (So what?)
So what? (So what?) So what? (So what?)
I keep a knife on me, cold cut
I got an attitude problem, so what? (So what?)
I pour it down, throw heads up, so what? (So what?)
I'm goin' to the top floor, so what? (So what?)
You gotta die one day, so what?
So what? (So what?) So what? (So what?)
I got ice on me, so what? (So what?)
So what? (So what?) So what? (So what?)
I keep a knife on me, cold cut
[Verse 2]
You from the hood, you gotta pack a pistol
They love the bad shit but hate the good stuff
Wanna be like me, you got to track my footsteps
Mama, I appreciate all the lil' stuff you did for me (Yeah)
Keep it gravy, you know I'm here for you (Yeah)
I counter hate, I count a prayer for you (Shit)
You my nigga regardless, it don't matter if he ain't had arms, I'll stir (For you)
They talk bad 'bout my brother behind his back
Ain't no matter 'cause I stood for ya (Gang)
You know they don't fuck with me in my hood
Man, they mad 'cause I ain't do it for ya (Fuck 'em)
Send a threat to me then I ain't good for ya (Puss)
If you wanna beef, I'm in the sewer for ya (Brr)
I go and put the hittas on tour for ya
Make a livin', hit the bricks, word, I ain't good for ya (Gang)

[Chorus]
I got an attitude problem, so what? (So what?)
I pour it down, throw heads up, so what? (So what?)
I'm goin' to the top floor, so what? (So what?)
You gotta die one day, so what?
So what? (So what?) So what? (So what?)
I got ice on me, so what? (So what?)
So what? (So what?) So what? (So what?)
I keep a knife on me, cold cut
I got an attitude problem, so what? (So what?)
I pour it down, throw heads up, so what? (So what?)
I'm goin' to the top floor, so what? (So what?)
You gotta die one day, so what?
So what? (So what?) So what? (So what?)
I got ice on me, so what? (So what?)
So what? (So what?) So what? (So what?)
I keep a knife on me, cold cut1