When i was mad at fate
New york, va, dc, get paid
Cause everytime yall come around
// [you kicked me when i was down]
Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star
Thought i was killing shit when my game was just at par
The date was 3-2-12 when i was notified.
And i like my marijuana bright
When i grew up i was like "whatever"
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
Big money, i’m talking bad hoes
I remember when i was a snot nose
When i was delivered by the doc he stated i was dead
That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette
I'm killlin' off everybody and anybody who calls 2 chainz dope,
When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope
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