‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few
Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you
Khakis pressed, nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so i guess it ain't
Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised
You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for
You slap me like a bitch and you'll fuck like a #whore
I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows
I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.
P stand for pacqiauo nigga
Bastard who seems like a
Like a nerd' rapping so fast like a crazy bird
I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward
Treated like dirt, living like a thug
I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach
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