You ain't rich, you're a snitch, and you broke nigga,
Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica
Ma raps was shit i admit it's an easy lose, easier that opening a curd
How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired
Tripping on a bitch nah! criminal killing a snitch
And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch
Before i was a fetus, had the genes of a leader
Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior
This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died
The time i gave a sigh was before i exploded like dynamite
I was makeing room for a pretty nigga in the future,
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
Love before consent was just a misdemeanor
I stayed away from reading the plain dealer
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