It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
And this the endso good luck with your career
Don't tail me, nah i won't play nice
Rollin' down the four o five
Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....
Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts
My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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