Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues
I went to court last week for substance abuse
Y'all wonder why they cock and shoot, and abuse,
You would think that i had a match for a tooth
And start hurting other people with verbal abuse
Hating on my team until they see we won't lose
Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great
Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,
Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right
I live in the american south with the racial divide,
And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth
Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/
But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth
Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse
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