Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep
The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,
I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam
You think i'll get all soft just cause you're talkin shit to my mom
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.
Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that
You gotta adapt though i'm never going back
Im true to my word and spit real stuff
Then i said i had enough
And my vision isn't set on the money i get
You know i'm the beast and you'd like to be it
If a nigga didn't fake like them
We're the heroes unsung
I can always depend on my mama
See people to be leaving the cold medina
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