And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit
Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
My g"s have been handcuffed,
I’m coming back like light-skin and
Yo we get the dank and bounce
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
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