Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad
Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that
So i went down south but i ended up north
Of the people in world, and i'd be the source
The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive
Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five
I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club
I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up
But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams
Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps
And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again
Where people claim to be the greatest rapper since big or kane
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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