Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace
Lost a friend and my girl in two days,
Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change
In this days in age...a young's man's rage
I work hard, nigga put in work
That bitch was racist, got me fired
Ben stiller, zoolander, same face
I locked you in a cave for three days
Taking days to begin a rap then adapt all to take a break from the pen
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Who the fuck is the academy i want a reward for all my hard work equal score
No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys
There've been a lot o' rainy days, a lot in my life.
While i got my hand on the tec, wave
It seems thats all i have these days
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