The Little Things

(Intro)
The little things, they do not matter
They go out in the same manner
I been stressing everything
They don’t know who I’m after

(Chorus)
The little things, they do not matter
They go out in the same manner
I been stressing everything
They don’t know who I’m after
Bitches chasing after me
They don’t know if I have feelings
On top of the little things
That is what I’m after
If you fuck with me, I’ll
Turn you to a slather
But, it’s just
The little things, they do not matter
They go out in the same manner
I been stressing everything
They don’t know who I’m after
Bitches chasing after me
They don’t know if I have feelings
On top of the little things
That is what I’m after
If you fuck with me, I’ll
Turn you to a slather

(Verse 1)
I know, I know I’m slowing down
But, I need to put down a foot
Sight, I feel like soot
Watch my choppa, it go
Brrt
Stuck like baste, turn them to a paste
Once I’m in the game, no fading away
They plotting on me, they thinking to get
They trying to get, like not today
Think I’m a hoodlum?
Hit with that redrum
Nowhere to be seen from or heard from

(Chorus)
The little things, they do not matter
They go out in the same manner
I been stressing everything
They don’t know who I’m after
Bitches chasing after me
They don’t know if I have feelings
On top of the little things
That is what I’m after
If you fuck with me, I’ll
Turn you to a slather

(Verse 2)
The little things, that’s what I’m after
Those who are cutthroat get the worst fate
They been coming at me, bitch, not today
Niggas don’t know, how fuck I’m gon stand
But they shocked when I don’t turn up in the end
Set ‘em off like static, they gone in the wind
Peek out the rear window, the troubles begin
They thinking I’m psycho, I’m blowing by them
But

(Chorus)
The little things, they do not matter
They go out in the same manner
I been stressing everything
They don’t know who I’m after
Bitches chasing after me
They don’t know if I have feelings
On top of the little things
That is what I’m after
If you fuck with me, I’ll
Turn you to a slather
The little things, they do not matter
They go out in the same manner
I been stressing everything
They don’t know who I’m after
Bitches chasing after me
They don’t know if I have feelings
On top of the little things
That is what I’m after
If you fuck with me, I’ll
Turn you to a slather