Fuck a motherfucker who say he only fuck with real rap/
Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map
Still the man with the pan
I rap the best i can
Bird gangs, it was birds i flew
// [who can really blame you?]
Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money
Constantly rippin those who run this rap monopoly
// [who can really blame you?]
Tinted out, you ain't seeing through
Feel like i’m movin' backwards
Who can speat out them words,
// [who can really blame you?]
Why we gotta argue
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