Can barely walk the city streets
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
Three major players gettin papers by the layers
You make a nigga's night turn day
I need money in a major way
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
But it seems like a scene outta flick
More major than frajer cakes baked; man, they got the cons right
Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light
I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya
They infiltrate our homes, africa
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