Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete
Nigga tryna rap give him a beat
Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again
I'mma beat these rappers in this rappin' game,
I'm ready to put the rap game in a body bag lyrically
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level
See the devil in me, it's essential in this rap game that you got potential
Been trying to rap since i was in the 6th grade with the young fade
Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break
Rap with a dead beat, no wonder they call me psycho/
It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw
I'm trying to find new ways, to break through, in this rap game,
And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name
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