That shit is mad depressin, bringin me down
And i gotta keep it comfy up in my home town
Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price
Think not ok i gotta football game on thursday at 8pm at the game i got five
If he keep going, pass the torch to him
Gotta find my source of motivation/
So keep playin the game kid
Wahlberg +shooter+, young flow fluid
Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king
Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.
My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff
Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus
The game would like to keep me, others are miles beneath me
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
You try mess with my name, my game
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