I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,
The generational gap with yet another sensational track
In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short
Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,
Shitting on these niggas like i need depends
Run on a ramage until the world ends
Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please
So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies
Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends
I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents
Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed
So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play
All the money in the world can't take this pain away
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