Sounds like some, J Cole type sh#t, heh
Uh
Uh
Hey
Hey
He-hey
Uh
Hey, hey, hey, hey, uh
My friends, fans, and family want me to write a page
But I can’t do it bearing to the sh#t that I shall say
For heaven’s sakes, I don’t do it to go get f#cking paid
Cause people look at me nowadays claiming I’m a sage
With my intelligence, I give it out to hella kids
They use it with tons of negligence but with better sense that thеy gon’ get the praise
Man, praisе from what, praise from who?
What they gon’ do, what you do with a gun and who you shoot
That’s none of my business, trust
I don’t get in this, cause
Not one for sinning, but
I would’ve thought that f#ckers would’ve figured out by now
That your friends don’t give a f#ck about you when you’re out there down
And when you gotta get it, you gotta gotta get it
Cause successful n#gg#s don’t wanna give it to you
You gotta gotta split it, uh
Split from the motion, uh
Sip on the potion
Or cause devotion
And get promotions, uh
Do any of the above and you gon’ get the token, yeah
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