But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta
I try to tell them i'm one of the
Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due
You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you
And word i blew off herb i grew
Yes,it's you. rap beats you.
Nigga you wish you know me
Mama made her pretty
Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end
You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?
He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//
Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast
I'm after you bringing traffic through
You got your crew behind you
Baby you know i love you
Why we gotta argue
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