Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot
Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang
Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can
He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his
This is a rap bout how real my life is
Hugged and said "how is it
Y'all ain't doing shit
It's amazing how how someone so self-centered is respected
Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit
So i gotta spit to this
Start rapping cus how bored he is
I hope we both do learn from this
Mirror mirror, tell me how it is
These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics
No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids
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