They tryin to say that i don't care
But what would you say if lupe was right there?
Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
Im there right behind ya, with a knife in a mosh pit
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
And now i walk around without a care
To the best of the best, soon i'm right there
Tackling! right there on your instruments playing! right there on the track
Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad
Kill that whore right there in my bed
Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit
My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff
I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,
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