We just tryna chill our vibes are the real deal
I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier
Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why
And these kids who made the sacrifice, they never really die/
Ya just a fool pretending straight out tripping,
And getting money is the song i sing
You just gotta be strong
Real hip-hop will never gone!
Bun b, i’m underground king
Was it real or was it pretending?
Never wanted the fame, just wanted the range
I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge
Now just because i spit that words they never heard
From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word
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