To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit
I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and
If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/
Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy
Sitting on a tree, because we were so free
A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free
They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty
Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
Let her free from a misguided assumption
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
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