Proclaim my thoughts reasons and opinions and reclaim my thrown at the top of this rap "game",
These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same
And risk losing my thick skin / i'll leave this bitch limp
Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest
Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees
I'm losing my connection to you, but i'm trying to believe
Every nigga in this whip gotta motherfucking college degree
The shit that you're spittin's diminished, and now missing like my virginity
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain
We losing freedom, and that's why i'm into the game
But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing
That happen to act like a black president
Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest
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