Man, fuckin wit dis nigga get them bitches giddy
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say
Or babies they raisin
Dis is the generation
And pray for better days
Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base
To come over and try to do dis
They for grossing a bigger business
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
Now fck with dis rhyme pace,well u can never catch me in dis race!,
You a lady boss, now you fly free
Hustle for dis country money
I need money in a major way
Yeah you can call that nigga gay
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >