I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby
You see, i dont listen to pleas, no matter how you beg you wont get to me.
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
It wont be you hitting me with a bar stool,
Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone
Not me u be the hero, you wont be drivin bentleys none,
Specially equities, reckon we smile
That if you beat me on a freestyle
They wont get shit from me
Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready
You wont catch me shifting grams
But you don't have a chance
Can you beat me or not
I fucking hate this job
You be gentle i wont
The truth shall be told
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