But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream
Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,
But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america
Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
My bank of america account got six figures
Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter
In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner
Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
I say hello say hi for me to othello, can you ask him why america has fell off
Spit so fast graduated ahead of my class. all you other rappers better bow down cause
Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga
Flow exported i was born in america
But that's just how america is
Crazy talking and foolish
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