My g"s have been handcuffed,
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill
Started caring about my self than my rapping career
S queezys very bold
Where i from, it get cold
Caged, and the wonder is seen
Your career hash tag, a teen magazine
Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still
I run this slithering sphere, i'll end your whole career,
But that throat she got have a nigga stuck
Taliban swag, my career gon' blow up
Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing
Aligns career rebuilding...
Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
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