DKDC Lyrics

Don't know, don't care

Put your middle fingers up in the air

Living by my own rules, no cares

I'm the unofficial mayor

King of Indiana

Peeping out my window like Malcom I'm clutching

This democracy been tarnished far from a republic 

Vote for Satan or Judas who's to say they ain't cousins?

Ain't got no faith in none of these puppets I came up from nothing

Fuck it I know how wicked shit can get

Before they try and flip the script I hit the streets and flip a script

But even that been tough because all this fentanyl and different shit

They overdose and even with no incidents I feel like shit

Pressure hit I bench press it, 100 reps yeah my flex legit

Versace cologne I spray that fragrance on my neck and wrist

I can't tell you what I'm worth but we can make an estimate

100 million dollars at the least because I'm black excellence

Melanin my flesh they human traffic us and sell it quick

Praying on our downfall but God won't grant the devils wish

Treat my exes like the groceries, can't make no second trips

Naked flicks in my text message it get extra lit

You can't reach your full potential hanging 'round a pessimist

Cut him off he ain't reply,  I just hope the message sent

City full of Steven Adams all they do is set the pick

Take risk, work a extra shift, fuck it let's get rich

It was only 60 years ago when they admitted we was equal

They gave us civil rights as if our people wasn't people

We vote to make 'em leaders we contribute to the evil

Need to overthrow the system and get started on the sequel

Don't know, don't care

Put your middle fingers up in the air

Living by my own rules, no cares

I'm the unofficial mayor

King of Indiana

Don't know, don't care

Put your middle fingers up in the air

Living by my own rules, no cares

I'm the unofficial mayor

King of Indiana