Like (Of Pac Div) - Matters lyrics

[Verse 1: Choosey] Many drinks I'm having Morning and even after The evening seem like the last Lean and repeat the pattern And all I be is snacking Look at these cheesy rappers Why am I eating that sh** Look at these cheesy rappers Why we believe in that sh** Seems [?] ashes All on this rap magazine Cause I ain't reading that [?] Me and my team ain't answering The questions about recording sessions and My heritage It don't even matter Half of my people asking Why I don't speak in Spanish And all I ever say is My pappy never pa**ed it To me and my siblings, I guess it didn't even matter At least he copped a wedding ring That's all I need, examples Cause all I see is trapping See the screens and acting She don't believe in love and he don't think it happens She like 'em light skinned, snap backs and tatted She blonded from the burbs, what you mean he ratchet You shopping got a splurge, what you mean he ratchet She saying n***a now, and we be looking pa**ed it She said the n word, and blacks ain't even mad at it Why? Cause nothing even matters [Chorus: Ishe] Now the skies could fall So don't worry about me at all I'm getting mine no time to stall Cause nothing even matters Now the skies could fall So don't worry about me at all I'm getting mine no time to stall Cause nothing even matters At all [Verse 2: Fashawn] I wake up at [?] Eggs and carne asada Chopper under my sofa, criminals and crooked coppers Who obviously wanna lock us Pimps, pushers and profits Sipping liquor that's toxic On scales, swinging my options Suffocating my neighborhood Oh well Skate shop to get the latest wood That's on sale, only thing that mattered A plate, a platter Playstations, we [?] Till our faces got fatter What used to be important is now a thing of the pa**ed Cause no longer cling to the [?] On his pap and, oh G if you ask, it ain't easy being Fash Or Choosey, to prevent me from crying And I often laugh All the way to the bank Plenty Benjamin Franks Plenty women to poke Plenty players to thank, yeah f** trynna please somebody else Been on my own, all my life, now I'm just by myself Too many things I'm not concerned with Green eyes like Erick, all attending my sermons Got a lot of hoes, who cares MJ's new pair, retro, too rare Exile got new snares [Chorus: Ishe]