I’m way harder than the concrete
Talk shit about the clique,
All that tough talk, nigga we all know you ain't about shit
Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute
Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate
You can talk about me but better not say shit
Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot
Cutting shit up i got a tucked saw zaw what the fucks up law dog
And your raps shit, looking funny tryna talk back and shit
Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket
I talk about real shit
Wit my kin that i came in wit
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