Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
I guess now i'm done telling this story,
Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance
Now i am one of your biggest fans
Know now that i am an american years later isolated
Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit
My goal is going gold with out selling my soul
Now i am so damn hot, im on a roll
Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze
I am saze burn others like blaze now gonna make you faze
But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though
Now that that's done, i 'ma need you to go
Now here i am three months later, full blown relapse
Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags
Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow
Now u see why i am the way i am now?
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