You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie
But society has a saying that a man can't cry,
Now i got ya attention ya know what the hell i’m saying.
You little niggas little league i'm the real thing
Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long
To our own set of problems that we roasted along
Got a letter from the doctor saying to meet.
Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep
That if they wanted a guy with good wood
Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good
Saying that you just got blown again
Magic city tipping them
But i wear mine on my head, supreme
Are your a guy that sticks to green?
Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit
By haters on a daily basis saying that i should stop it.
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