Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive
And it's impossible for you to copy my rhymes,
This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,
Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat
So copy me like piracy,
But five years from now i bet she see
Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Corporate motherfuckers, yeah, y'all can't even copy this,
Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches
I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy
Then she on her facebook like when we finna party
Been spending most our lives
Not copy and paste rhymes.
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