My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes
When i was a little kid i was a total mess
Every time i'm rappen i thought i was a beast in fact i was considered a pest
Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
Since i was a day old,
All this paper i fold
That's motivation, my people living wicked
I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid
I dint know wen did u become a jerk
Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort
Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard
It's whack but i don't wanna lose to a jerk
Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread
I was so stressed i lit a cigarette.
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