And what about the rappers
Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,
Girls like me cuz i'm kind and handsome
I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
See i let my nigga split that
Girls, traffic and some things tragic
Boy and girls watch me unfold
But for long time i had gone cold
Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid
Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,
Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair
Drug dealers are on every corner news stand and sell there,
Got your baby mama sending nude pictures
Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
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