I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business
You gotta know the motto get money then bitches
He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his
The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.
That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,
Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business
So she went across the street, gave him a kiss
Than i drop the fucker and leave you broke ass bitches,
Cuz the bitches like us, but they love our home.
Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone
Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team
Succeed in what you love the american dream
All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness
You tried fight the trouble but despite the hurdle, you died to a psycho's love...
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