We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back
This rap shit ain't a magical, one love to my main man mac,
Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,
I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win
Cuz i fuck any rap makin the rap game my main whore, as my lyrical brain brings more,
But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door
Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,
To speak from the soul and just leave it with them
She thinking she my main bitch, but really she the side chick
Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic
Now momma told me be careful who you love
My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes
Fuck that nigga, i am the party
Dont got many fears but my main fear is me
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