This is a song about "Im original and your fake"

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Yeah keep laughing, you and your fake-ass friends/

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

Because im an original

Hold it..now thank you for silence

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

With what was once original style becoming more and more commonplace.

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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