Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
Should i say the fake leg made out of wood
K tryin' to explain, fake rappers are on the reign
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain
All these rappers complain about fake friends
Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments
At the top/. make it drop,/
I love the way you walk
Other rappers should beware of me
That's why i'm makin' money
Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse
Like fame in maine is only got fake rappers
I make the whack rappers all shake in their fake j's
But you never come when you period is five days
This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views
That ok definitely not lillj. when i get on the mic other rappers lose
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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