Fuck you niggas, but this ain't raw dog
And take a vacation to trip a broad
You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse
Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one relinquished his bridge to the gutters
That's the sound of my tool
Rapping rule, back to school
Didn't want to fuck up, shit every time that i talked to her was such a trip
I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
Sticking to the trip and gearing for the feel of lust
Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust
Ya so fine i got to give it to you
Secondary school was secondary to
The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school
I told myself that i would play it cool
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