"So What?" lyrics

So what?
I've been on the outskirts feeling so rough
Push me to the edge but keep my mouth shut
Standing on the ledge not even toes touch
They say, "So what?"

So what?
Nobody seems to care what I want
Lawless in the streets but what have I done?
Push me far enough and see the outcome
'Cause you all done

I'm kind of a big deal [dill]
Robbing all these haters of success
Call it "big steals"
I just wanna rep all the underdogs, if I'm for real
90s ain't nothing, 'cause I was born in 'em
Timeless. Millennial. Yeah

I blow you sky-high. Let them guts spill
I'm a top contender, but you're acting like I third wheel
Wipe a squad with a thought
Let 'em rot in their feels
You are chump change
I'm a big bank with big bills

Yeah

I got a crown. That is classic
Sit back and relax
Watch them all get their ... kicked
And when they don't believe it
You should show 'em
Don't let go for nobody
Go body somebody and keep going

'Cause I'm the king of the town, king of the hill
Where bodies are buried underneath right under my heels

Yeah

You'll always face some disrespect
It's a lawless world that holds no bars and shows no regrets
But raise up your head
And say

So what?
I've been on the outskirts feeling so rough
Push me to the edge but keep my mouth shut
Standing on the ledge not even toes touch
They say, "So what?"

So what?
Nobody seems to care what I want
Lawless in the streets but what have I done?
Push me far enough and see the outcome
'Cause you all done

If you tread on me, just know I'm 'bout to act crazy
Get going too slow
You know I got you pushing up daisies
Chasing the dream just to be at the top
Your crown ain't fit for this king
This king is cream of the crop
Click of the switch
Got you twitching like some Parkinson's
Got the gears in "Drive" while you're slow-rolling
Busy parking, son
All that to say, I've got my foot on the gas
Your disaster, life flashes
No more future or past
No

What you're crying for? It's friendly competition
Killing spree
Run from me?
Then hear the sound of repetition
Oh

Fired off. Hold the cross to your chest
I'm the best
Fear the rest of my squad
'Cause we be popping off

Locked in, loaded up, aiming for your guts
Then a little lower
Hear a shriek that's sounding kinda nuts
Oh

Call that a "lowball"
A low blow
I pop off, then I go onto the next show
But you still go

So what?
I've been on the outskirts feeling so rough
Push me to the edge but keep my mouth shut
Standing on the ledge not even toes touch
They say, "So what?"

So what?
Nobody seems to care what I want
Lawless in the streets but what have I done?
Push me far enough and see the outcome
'Cause you all done