Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key
Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.
In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don
All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on
I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game
Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,
Not the money or the fame, but the writtens with my name
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain
Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game
These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same
But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life
Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
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