This is a song about "Copy"

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

And it's impossible for you to copy my rhymes,

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit

Ya'll some copy paste rappers i'm the real deal like

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

I crave victory, but i don't copy a rapper's history,

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery