My whole family's hating what i'm becoming
Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something
Now i'm rich, flowing on the concrete like slick rick
Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big
I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate
No, man that's grossly fake, like rick ross and drake,
Not even like q-tip,big pun or slick rick
I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big
Cause honestly i feel the radio is staright filler
Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,
Although this is becoming an obsession,
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
Word rick, word man you heard, but don't get discouraged girl
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
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