Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I do dis for my niggas and city
Name, and your entire
I"m the designated driver
Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone
I thought van-city was home
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
I grew up in nola city,
Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first
From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed
I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
Penncounting pennys over tha years
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