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I got a fire in me, nigga
Who your best five, nigga?
Who gives a fuck?
I seen a lot with my own two
Certain shit made my eyes go out
Further than what they were supposed to
I think they think it's a game
I think they think I'm Rico Spin in Pain
Like all I do is sit in a dark room with a revolver spinnin'
The chamber playin' "Rest for a Realer"
Complainin' about my life buildin'
I'm just anger, nah nigga
Tellin' you the truth, I feel like I'm
The only one that's really the truth
I seen the whole city stand behind a nigga for a few summers
Come to find out he was fake and he bamboozled all of y'all
It's not science, don't step on it
Give me the real deal so I can keep on buyin' it
Keep sweepin' me under the rug, I'ma be that bug that never dies
Never cared about bars, told myself I wasn't goin' back
I was left alone like that's where they wanted me at
Hit the streets like I ain't fuckin' with none of y'all
Even my daddy lookin' at me like "Son, what done got into you?"
I think they forgot I'm from Grenaught
And who I done hold it down for
For Kevin, for Afua, I ate eight
Appetite bigger than my hand after my bid, I'm on release dates
Overrated like Gates, how can I help them?
Talk about somethin' else in your ride besides killin' them
I ain't the one to gossip
But the words that be poppin' off at the lip
Be the main ones in the county usin'
Kool-Aid for lip tint (That's scary shit)
A little feminine
Pressure bust pipes, but a jockey'll put a rock in it
'Cause I came out a star, I was raised by the concourse
A-Avenue Boulevard and it's north to nothin'
Shoutout to John and Avenue Pond
They gave up the glizzies like it was nothin'
They call my mama the queen 'cause she known for hustlin'
If you know me, you know her and I ain't bluffin'
Mixed world, no discrimination
I only fuck with mixed girls
I'm the reason why fat guys is winnin'
Throw my hoodie on, rest in peace Hakeem, Lil Jon
My nephew told me not to stop, so I'm not (Nigga)




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