Appeal and im not looking for a man but i get the meal
Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal
And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit
Doing it like a classic dre's chronic
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug
Now you rapping like you savage, you killer, hip-hop classic, pretend to be a thug,
And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
No less profit, themed when we drop shit
A classic or catastrophic
Quick im hear for kills and a man of my stature is to much for you to handle
Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Dads gone so techinaclly im a basterd,my own man though im now the master,
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