SmCity - Mr. IDGAF ft. Oddisee and Phil Ade

This scrupulous trio leaves no question about their maturity and philosophies to life. On a filthy beat from the one and only Oddisee you get a track showcasing an absolute slaughter. It's refreshing, clean, and full bodied all in one. I wish so much that this track could hit the radio. It's got the type of beat that would burn the air waves up with a substantive message not drenched in cheesiness. Add the fact that the music video is exceptionally well done and you have a joint that should be blazing the blogosphere. Unfortunately a lot of incredible tracks get slept on. Help bring this one to light.

       

Lyrics: SmCity - Mr. IDGAF ft. Oddisee & Phil Ade

SmCity:
And I'm so tired of leading horses to water
And I can't force em to swallow
End up beating a dead horse
They keeping their bread short
And they will never have that long paper
Cause the streets is a dead sport
And they just pulling all the wrong capers
Still caught in that trap shit
Everything they talking is backwards
And I don't want no part to that white shit
Try to stay far from distractions
Feeling kind of awkward to ask them
Like you ain't got no ki's in the car
You ain't got no heat in the car
Cause I ain't trying to get pulled over by police and them stick me with the charge
My records clean as my penis cause I don't beat them raw
Niggas is sick and that shit is contagious
Why I keep my distance cause niggas is dangerous
Why I keep the most private living arrangements
Like it's 28 days and I live in containment
See when I'm gone they be yelling I ain't here enough
But when I'm here they be yelling I don't put em on
So let me clear it up
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
So let me clear it up
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
Oddisee:
I'm to the point where all the finger pointing don't annoy
Cry my a river of spilled milk and I'm still stealth
Interest sipping latte's no soy
My interest in what I can't control
Near none so I'm not fazed
By mere ploys let their tantrums go
Listen
Babe my attitude is I ain't mad at you
I'm glad you got a dude but he ain't on your latitude
See my stance and poise show I ain't trippin'
Ask niggas that need something they been bitchin'
My response been missing cause I'm indifferent
Cause I'm Pink Floyd I mean I keep rocking
When niggas show horns I call that Pete Rockin'
Down to take a nigga down like they did Troy
But I would never drop my guard
Feeling like I don't care I never got that far
See when I'm gone they be yelling I ain't here enough
But when I'm here they be yelling I don't put em on
So let me clear it up
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
So let me clear it up
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
Phil Ade:
Let me clear something every time I hear something bout a nigga dissing I ain't flinchin I don't fear nothing
Word
I'm like Bird from in his prime from behind the line give me a shot and I'm gonna shine
Time
Is of the essence so guests should be a need to eat and talking cheap does not complete the recipe
The illest flow from the home of the Chesapeake I got the Kevin type of Hart I say it with my chest then speak
These retards trying to test a geek
Ain't hard step to me wrong and you can rep the piece
I ain't from the block but you best believe
I got a street connect that sells ki's that invest in me
G O D has been blessing me
Hoop dreams won't let me stoop to a lesser me
So call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
Couldn't play this game you ain't Vivica
See when I'm gone they be yelling I ain't here enough
But when I'm here they be yelling I don't put em on 

So let me clear it up
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck
So let me clear it up
And you can call me Mr. I don't give a fuck