Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend
Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared
My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom
If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn
You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you
You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.
Taste good, don't it cousin? just so you know, its nothing
Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king
Do nothing but smack you back
Two times for the chicks with the right bag
Nothing can be cant you see
So while the world goes drake crazy
If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime
Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time
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