Mother in a wheelchair nigga tell me what you got to lose
Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news
A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is
I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business
I just rap cause i'm posed to, nigga this what i know
Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow
I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth
Coins flyin out my pockets my nigga thats what i loose
They infiltrate our homes, africa
Now i’m ready to fuck the game up, nigga
Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga
And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era
Callin' her up on the phone, quarter-dime telly nigga,
I know i'm not the only bastard in america
A legend have to bow, africa
Now i’m ready to fuck the game up, nigga
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