You took the hatred of yourself and just project it out
There's other ways, there's other things to talk about,
I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,
Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze
Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my
True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try
I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day
So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way
Lookin for ways to try
That got your mother high
To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/
You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for
I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
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