My whip is new but i'm playin' old school
I'm going hard for the days i was poor
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
Thinking y'all cant touch this well that's easy with your poor
Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards
There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers
I told myself that i would play it cool
I represent the desperation of the poor
It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,
Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
I'm not poor but i'm not rich/
Nas told me life's a bitch
I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool
Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
Is what i would say because i was poor
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