This is a song about "Grant me a leav"

Every street know me, isn't a street don't know me

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

She going to borrow some money

I made a promise to me/

Spoken in tongues rappad is a clinic for shit rappers i grant the funds

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

And now that i’m getting money

Got a bounty on me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Dead off, a bronze metal if you ask me / blast me

Spiting isn't hard for me, its actually a part of me

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

When u were doing a double game tally, hating me parading me,

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree