He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
S on my chest like a superman vest
Smoking khaled, my weed the best
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
It's cause of you, see, you let him do that
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit
I got ak-47's get ya shit lit
I give a girl what she want - but no dollars
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
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