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Yeah, I up this morning, oh how fortunate
I worked too hard to make it out the
I can't let you force me
Try my damndest to listen to y'all, but there's gotta be to rap
I I hear half the shit you niggas spit,
But I can't a fact
Silly me to have in you
I admit, you had me fooled
I thought niggas really meant the shit that say
I had no clue
Here I am with a fan with some sort of attitude
Pissed at me 'cause I agree with pictures at my daughter's school
Back in 2010, a car full of fans decided they'd follow me
Very next day, I and put two percent tints on everything I own
I had my son and my niece in the car, I had that in the car
I'm 'bout to let that bitch burn if take the next turn,
Don't who the fuck these people are
I don't know what the fuck they think is
Think they do me in front of my kid
I was straight paranoid out of my
I was gon' and let nobody live
I was gon' that bitch out
See where I'm from you don't let 'em get the on you
I was gon' shoot 'til I peeped they was throwin' up E's and playing my shit YouTube

You know a ain't got no name
And nowadays niggas don't that chrome
I think them niggas never had to hear that
Devin said gangsters don't that long
Their attitude they got a lot to prove
Not much to but a lot to lose
In the hood their diplomas swapped for tools
Now all I see is death when I the news
Cops killing niggas unarmed, no
Locking niggas up just to their quota
Everybody high, ain't no more
Pop pills, snort pot, and codeine their
Revelation last days, man almost over
Niggas dressing women, purse on they shoulder
Streets got a lot hotter, niggas' heart got
Got to keep the grass low so I can them cobras
The good die young, barely out their
Babies having like y'all ain't notice
Short attention span so y'all ain't
The new generation looks so damn
Girls wanna be hoes, ain't no more
Now the game over, ain't no token
Signs of the times, man that's woke us
We stick together man, that's what broke us
Niggas hate niggas like in the Klan
I guess Usher ain't the nigga got it bad
way a nigga listen 'less you got a bag
Fellas get a job 'cause he got a pass
living on the Gram like he paying rent
Fronting for an app, man gotta brag
Message got her 'bout the way she look
Now she flying out the just to get her ass
I swear this so

Crazy, it man
I was just thinking the same
These niggas think selling dope is
We did that shit to maintain
And we take pictures, the game changed
Do it for the Gram my
between you and Uncle Sam my nigga
Got a plug, you the man, well the whole you payin' my nigga
Might as well stamp that, for you so many times
Who you think ran it by nigga?
Had a lot of love for you, right now at all
Really I been how to kill you with kindness
Just to remind you I'm grinding
When shit don't go right I just it on timing
When you don't get your way it's Jermaine time
give you what I owe you, pay you no mind
Invoices all in my
And I'm hearing voices every time the drop
done run a nigga hot with the small talk
'Bout to get another spot 'fore the drop
You don't find out how they feel 'til you out
I was tryna keep it real, what you thought about me?
I can do better by myself, I'm better off you
Comments in my mentions, I continue
wanna hear something crazy? I love every nigga that hate me
I thank that betrayed me
Did I 'em? maybe
I feel a lil better ever since I scribbled this shit on this
Fuck it, I'm out of favors
Fuck this shit Kevin, save it (GhettOut)

all, that's my job, huh, that's my job
And I usually don't hear it with
'Cause I told you before
My mama hear the I be sayin', she call the police on me, huh
And so what I'm telling you now