Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind
Undermined to those who are confined, in their own mind
I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind
Who knew it was just another trick of the mind?
Than giving to the people who needs some.
Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come
But, you realize people who for against
I don't want you to have my permit yet
I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit
Gonna cut people who spit bullshit.
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star
Lady at the frank stand will
I get migraines 'cause fuck people
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