Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars
Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars
Huh, a metaphor of course
Your flow sucks like plastic straws
More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast
Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,
My sister and them, all my niggas listening
Want to have a go at someone who won't quit bitching
And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew
They just go through, you ask yourself why look at you
As she goes through the levels
Bubbles and drains, it sucks
I'll go for a record sale at the auction,
Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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