You don;t thin anymore
Army stance, ready for war
Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
We hit ya soul like a vietnam hit
All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/
Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear
Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel
Randy and don, i'll come all up in a sudden
I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them
Of the vhs especially during sex baby
Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.
So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics
Sit back and "take a hit"/ my rhymes will make you shit bricks/
Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt
Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.
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