I wish that rap would go back to the days of pac and biggie but
I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Beat up and pushed around, but i always survived the fall.
I've come so far and i would be far flung
I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open
They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop
But to these other niggas, randy and great, as close i got,
Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy
I keep to myself but i'll talk if u talk to me
And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start
This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard
And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart
One more verse to go and you're already torn apart/
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