Rather die making money than live poor and legal
We must endure this journey and not get caught up with evil//
No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
Just like a cannon from the teen in nick
We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check
Putting all you desperate rappers wrapped up in bed
I have to deal with bullshit everyday, what the future holds,
80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes
Quit with the bullshit, treating us like fakes for god's sake.
Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape
Hit it with a picket cricket wicket, make sure not to miss it, switch it up,
Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
All the bullshit ive been having to deal with ive had it
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Hating my dad with passion for not showing up
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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