I Don't Care (feat. William Bell)

Quadeca

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    [William Bell & Quadeca]
    Everybody loves a winner-winner
    Yeah

    [Quadeca]
    I swear, they only love me when I'm not there
    I know you trust me, but I don't care
    I swear that I don't care
    I know you love me, but I don't care

    You know I was born up at the top floor, uh
    But I came out at a basement, uh
    Mom wanted me to be a doctor, uh
    But I came out as a patient, uh (oh, oh)
    Now I get a thousand DMs every day
    I had a fan telling me that I saved him (for real)
    Saying that he loving everything I make
    And I couldn't take a single second out my day to make his (uh)
    I'm just getting number every time (yeah) I see my numbers
    Every time I see the bottom, every time we see each other
    Every time (yeah) I pop a bottle, every time I hit the lotto
    Every time I see tomorrow, I just really want another (uh, uh)
    I'm just stuck between the gutter in the rain, and the pain that I'm feeling
    But it's something in the same kinda vain that I'm healing (yeah) from
    I wonder why I feel so little
    'Cause I ain't been on the top, I think I'm somewhere in the middle, I swear-
    Middle, yeah

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    [Quadeca & William Bell]
    I swear, they only love me when I'm not there (there) (everybody loves a winner-winner)
    I know you trust me, but I don't care (no)
    I swear that I don't care (care)
    I know you love me, but I don't (care)

    So what? So what? So what? (What?)
    Hole in my soul (yeah), that shit looking like a donut, yeah
    (Winner) You and me can laugh together
    But, I don't think that that's gon' put it back together
    I've been living like I'm stuck under the covers
    I know this'll make 'em proud, but I know they gon' need another And another, and another, and another, and another
    Like I'm DJ Khaled with a motherfuckin' stutter, 'kay
    Yeah, today I woke up
    Grabbed my phone to check the 'gram, I started scrolling
    Got a message from a dude without a profile picture
    Shit was long as fuck, I thought that he was trollin'
    So I tried to swipe it out, but accidentally must'a opened
    I said: Fuck it, guess I'll read it now that's it already loaded
    Had a sudden premonition, but it faded in the moment
    So I focused, started reading, let me try my best to quote it
    As he wrote it, it said: My homie was a huge fucking fan
    Used to play your shit every day
    He struggled with depression
    And he told me that the music was the thing that always set him straight
    But I guess it must of gotten too much for him
    Killed himself a couple months back, it's felt so fucking long
    But it reminded me of him when you popped up on my page
    And I went and started listening to a couple songs, so
    Keep doing you, bro
    He followed up with a post from his friend, it was a screenshot of my track
    I clicked the profile full of RIP's
    And the comments, shit, I couldn't even stomach looking at
    But all the sudden, in the instant, everything felt grimmer
    Read the name again, and realized it sounded familiar
    Clicked the DM, to see if he had talked to me before
    Saw this was the same kid I consciously ignored (every-)
    A couple months ago

    I swear, they only love me when I'm not there (so what? So what? Yeah! Yeah! So what?) (-body loves a winner-winner)
    I know you trust me, but I don't care (what? Yeah!)
    I swear that I don't care (no! I don't care!)
    I know you love me, but I don't care (so what? So what?)

    [Quadeca]
    Apathy
    There's no reason to be mad at me
    That's just how it has to be

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