2 Cents
Mapei Lyrics


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I don′t mind, it don't even make 2 cents
Chop chop, yo, I′m cutting off the loose ends
Don't mind, it don't even make 2 cents
Get off of my
I don′t mind, it don′t even make 2 cents
Chop chop, yo, I'm cutting off the loose ends
Don′t mind, it don't even make 2 cents
All I can really do is run
Pay you no mind and make you wonder
If I was really the one
Ain′t that a shame, yeah, what a bummer
Don't wanna waste another sun
Let it be what it be
I′m going out, I'm having fun
Don't play with me again

I don′t mind, it don′t even make 2 cents
Chop chop, yo, I'm cutting off the loose ends
Don′t mind, it don't even make 2 cents
Get off of my
I don′t mind, it don't even make 2 cents
Chop chop, yo, I′m cutting off the loose ends
Don't mind, it don't even make 2 cents
When your money′s spent

Got my arms wide open for you
Oh, oooooh
With the champagne popping for you
Oh, oooooh

Yeah I′m finito, I'm done
Just need me time to recover
It takes some muscle to get tough
Some say it takes another lover
Don′t want another re-run
I've been selling all that I-I-I have
So Imma run, Imma run run
Don′t gotta chase me again

I don't mind, it don′t even make 2 cents
Chop chop, yo, I'm cutting off the loose ends
Don't mind, it don′t even make 2 cents
Get off of my
I don′t mind, it don't even make 2 cents
Chop chop, yo, I′m cutting off the loose ends
Don't mind, it don′t even make 2 cents
When your money's spent

Got my arms wide open for you
Oh, oooooh
With the champagne popping for you
Oh, oooooh

Sitting here drunk by myself like it′s good for my health
Celebrating with the ghost of you
And if you ain't dead to me yet then I gotta make sure
That them goons get some ice on you
Hey, fuck (?), what's going on?
No pity, just petty, let me fuck around
I might key your car and dance to the car alarm
No mercy on this shit I′m spitting on
Moved on fast, yeah I trust
Yo, I don′t even wanna fuss
Now we all cops up to no good
Cause we so hood, we so hood

I don't mind, it don′t even make 2 cents
Chop chop, yo, I'm cutting off the loose ends
Don′t mind, it don't even make 2 cents
Get off of my
I don′t mind, it don't even make 2 cents
Chop chop, yo, I'm cutting off the loose ends
Don′t mind, it don′t even make 2 cents
When your money's spent

Got my arms wide open for you
Oh, oooooh




With the champagne popping for you
Oh, oooooh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Mapei’s “2 Cents” is about moving on from a toxic relationship. The singer is no longer interested in playing games and wasting time on someone who is not worth it. The chorus repeats the phrase “I don't mind, it don't even make 2 cents, chop chop, yo, I'm cutting off the loose ends” which means that the singer does not care about the person’s actions and is ready to move on. The loose ends represent any leftover ties that need to be cut so that the singer can move on without any emotional attachment.


In verse two, the singer mentions that all she can do is run and that she wants to have fun without any drama. She no longer wants to waste time on someone who does not appreciate her. In the bridge, the singer mentions that she needs time to recover from the relationship and that she does not want a re-run. She is ready to move on and does not care about the person anymore.


Overall, the song is a message about self-respect and knowing when to walk away from a relationship that is not healthy for you. It is a reminder that we should not waste our time on people who do not respect us and that it is okay to cut off toxic relationships.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't mind, it don't even make 2 cents
I'm not bothered by this situation at all, it has no real value


Chop chop, yo, I'm cutting off the loose ends
I'm getting rid of everything and everyone in my life that no longer serves me


Don't mind, it don't even make 2 cents
Once again, I'm not affected by what's happening, it has no real significance


Get off of my
Leave me alone, don't bother me


All I can really do is run
My only option is to distance myself and avoid this situation


Pay you no mind and make you wonder
I'm ignoring you and leaving you to ponder my actions


If I was really the one
If I was truly important in your life


Ain't that a shame, yeah, what a bummer
It's unfortunate that things didn't work out


Don't wanna waste another sun
I don't want to spend any more time on this


Let it be what it be
I'm accepting the situation as it is and moving on


I'm going out, I'm having fun
I'm living my life despite this setback


Don't play with me again
Don't mess with me anymore, I'm done


When your money's spent
When you've lost everything


Got my arms wide open for you
I'm welcoming you back


With the champagne popping for you
Celebrating your return with champagne


Yeah I'm finito, I'm done
I'm finished with this


Just need me time to recover
I need time to heal and move on


It takes some muscle to get tough
It takes strength to become resilient


Some say it takes another lover
Some believe that a new relationship can help you move on


Don't want another re-run
I don't want to repeat the same mistakes


I've been selling all that I-I-I have
I've been giving everything I have and getting nothing in return


So Imma run, Imma run run
I'm going to leave and not look back


Don't gotta chase me again
You don't need to try and keep me around


Sitting here drunk by myself like it's good for my health
I'm drinking alone, which is not good for me


Celebrating with the ghost of you
Drinking in memory of you


And if you ain't dead to me yet then I gotta make sure
If I haven't completely moved on from you, I need to make sure that I do


That them goons get some ice on you
It's a violent and aggressive way of saying that you need to be hurt


Hey, fuck (?), what's going on?
I don't care about you anymore, why are you trying to come back into my life?


No pity, just petty, let me fuck around
I don't feel sorry for you, I'm only being petty and messing with you


I might key your car and dance to the car alarm
I'm willing to go to great lengths to spite you


No mercy on this shit I'm spitting on
I'm not holding back and I'm not going easy on you


Moved on fast, yeah I trust
I've moved on quickly and I'm confident about it


Yo, I don't even wanna fuss
I don't want to argue or fight


Now we all cops up to no good
We're all doing bad things


Cause we so hood, we so hood
We're from the ghetto and have a certain attitude and way of life




Writer(s): Henok Meharena, Magnus Lidehall, Jacqueline Cummings

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