Niggas who be rapping how real they are
Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover
I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks
Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,
And i mean it (and i mean it)
See i let my nigga split that
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Anaheim city! you mothers with me!
And their mothers and fathers
The richest place on earth
Bitches pursue me like a dream
"if you didn't be so mean
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Drug dealers live in poverty in gutters with their mothers,
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