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Uh, uh, lemme tell y’all two facts
I’m not cringe, I’m not mid, so stop callin’ me that
About this hate, I ain’t really gon’ care
All the haters, gon’ stop and stare, uh
Anywhere, anyday, we gon’ put them in a grave
He dead, cause he ain’t give up everything he saved
Man, all these people workin’ for these fools like they a maid
No blick, but this knife, got a blade, uh
I believe in myself, only reason I’ve been up in the game
Soon be Number 1, might even make it on the Hall of Fame
Can’t compare me to these other rappers, this ain’t fair
Goin’ up, I’m tryna be a multimillionare
I’m a kid, I’m comin’ really far away from where I came
Only talk to the people that I’ve been callin’ the mains
All these people actin’ like they my bros, but they really lame
He a killer? Sike, he lied, man, that’s really a shame
He just doing this stuff for the ‘net, that’s where he’s born from
Actin’ like he a killer, now that’s the part that we gon’ show him sum
He a opp, I just found out that we the people he been runnin’ from
Say he a killer? Nah, get right and stop being dumb
Yea I’m from the hood but you know my crib in the suburbs
But there are hundreds and hundreds, of brothers and mothers and others
We ain’t like them lil’ kids who be scribillin’ with them colors
It’s the summer, it get crazy with the gunners and drummers, oh
I just come on here, rap and try to express my emotions
I’m from a city, lots of crashes, gunshots and explosions
Also suicide, advice leads to the mental erosions
It’s the potion, that froze your motion, that’s the life you’ve chosen
Why is there so much killin’ up in these streets? Someone tell me
Seen so many people lose their lives from felonies
All these rappers, copy lyrics but, not the melody
I just focus on the fans, and not the enemies
When I speak up on this mic, bro
I straight up speak and talk bout’ life through the mic, yo
I’m tellin’ y’all this ain’t really the right life, though
I’m tryna do everything, to get this right dough, uh
I’m really tired, just got off my shift, wait
I’m tired of these fakes, talking slick, wait
He said, he tough, then he won’t need no stick, wait
He finna slide? Then we’ll spin back really quick, uh
He don’t like me? Man, don’t say I’m rap cap
You talkin’ tough? Man, give him a slap, put him straight to nap, uh
You got a blick? Man, that’s a thing you need to grab
We keep a knife up in our pockets, man, you might get stabbed
Let me teach you this last thing, man, you gotta learn it
Man, just focus on yourself, then you’ll for-sure earn it
Make sure you watch how you move, and watch what you say
Cause if you dead, then we gon’ all end up living this way, gang
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