Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules
From where they take them old beats and turn em into news
I'm just sellin' my thoughts there
As to who owns this and who goes where
Allah, not even dat
The door crack, niggas all black
Whip, plane, motions own
Gold plate wit dat rine stone
Im not sure who i am , who do i aspire to be?
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
And i put that on my name
Bitch, am on dat cocaine
For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish
Who writes trash raps not knowin just who he's fuckin with"
Who knows those who pose danger
Life’s a bitch and i feel her
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