Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation
Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation
You're nothin' but a cheat, and a liar, and a fake,
Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great
Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take
I understand you're a dope rapper, but some shit is fake
Can't play me by throwin a fake g/
That's why i'm makin' money
A childhood being depressed,
Might as well get it off yo’ chest
Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake
Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid
Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit
To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
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