You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
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
See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Bad, just like an 80's car
How simple they are
S queezys very bold
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
The outline which you n****s out dated
It´s the battle of life
Hop in and let me test drive
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