Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend
My life might not be what you expect
I was wondering maybe
What you were meant to be.
Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought
You talkin bout you breakin out
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
Focusing on being what you wanted to be.
Huh, i can't interpret her
And they can't be what you should never
Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them
The green backs in my pockets be talkin
To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days
Talkin bout things that he be doin in his regect pj's
You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws
I'mma need two mics just to get my point across
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