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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Evelyn, Taylor Firth, Balmtorth, Hirt
George Evelyn, Taylor Firth, Balmtorth, Hirt
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[Verse 1]
You take your first steps, Mama in hand
To guide you forward
Up, you stand up to a world, so unforgivin'
End up on the streets tryna make a livin'
Get up, go to school, she's drilling you
Ooh, ooh
[Verse 2]
But her words were drowned out
The minute you found out
All about the word on the street
What's it sound like?
Take some risks, act like you don't care
Caught up in some shit, now your mama in despair
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
And you said
(Who?) Who gives a damn about me?
(Who?) Who gives a damn?
(Lord, who?) Who gives a damn about me?
(Who?) Who gives a damn?
(I said, who?) Who gives a damn about me?
(Who?) Who gives a damn anyway?
(Lord, who?) Who gives a damn about me?
(Who?) Who gives a damn?
[Verse 4]
(Who gives a damn about me?)
(Who gives a damn?) Who?
(Who gives a damn about me?) Who?
(Lord, won't you tell me who gives a damn?)
[Verse 5]
You take your first steps
On your way up to a life of crime, think you'll find
The streets are paved with gold and diamonds
Gonna beat your way until you find 'em
But the gold is foolish, and my thing is a trick of the eye
Ooh
Don't be fooled by the gold, my son
Don't be swayed by the diamonds
Don't be fooled by the gold, my son
Don't be swayed by the diamonds
[Verse 6]
Playin' poker where some gin is made
Gonna mess with your cards, gonna beat your man
And the hand you picked up ain't no flush, man
If it makes a change, and it pushed them away
Whoa
[Verse 7]
(Who?) Who gives a damn about me?
(Who?) Who gives a damn?
(Lord, who?) Who gives a damn about me?
(Who?) Who gives a damn?
(I said, who?) Who gives a damn about me?
(Who?) Who gives a damn anyway?
(Lord, who?) Who gives a damn about me?
(Who?) Who gives a damn?
[Verse 8]
(Who gives a damn about me?) Who?
(Who gives a damn?)
(Who gives a damn about me?) Who?
(Lord, won't you tell me who gives a damn?)
Written by: G.Evelyn, George Evelyn, Taylor Firth, Balmtorth, Hirt, Paul Laurence Griffin, Robin Anthony Taylor Firth, Yolanda Paterno

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