Yo, So i've been kick out
i dont even care/ so could
thugs wonna be millionires/
niggas cant tuch me my flow to sick/
near to 100 bars/ is my flow to sick/
why yall hate on me i ant done shit
but yall envy/ net time i look around
yall probble come wit a niff to try
an stub me/ yo mis understod i thought we
was tight/ i thought we was like family
now mafucker act strange to me/ should
a seen it comming/ it werent the first/
nah, secound nigger frontin/ i keept quait
never siad nathin/ selfish niggers type a niggers/
That a die wit dare money in there coffine/
fo real, i'ma stright up tell you how it is
not trippin or hatin/ i warship the lord and fuck
dat niggert saitain/ i ask you only this Qestion Q Q/
What the fuck is you sayin/ you ant ready for someone
like me/ when i spit these bars my flow so sick you
left seein stars/ already yall want the fame/
rapping about girls in strip bars stayin in 5 stars/
range wit a big chain fame wit a big name nah/
aim, but yall ant even game it's a shame/
we could have been good togather wrote lyrics
spit bars made it big togather/ but guess what
i ended up bigger brother now i'm whactin you
like a father feagure/ i expected better from one nigga
in patucular/ i guess he whipped tripped/ nigga saw money
started back flips/ Enimie he speak from the heart/
nigger i bring it stright to your crew/ three verses one
the odds on you/ you could'ent capitalis so i said/
meany are made like this to with stand pean like this/
to pretend, stand, and not be fazed by this/
selfish niggas want a bigger slice if the pie/
bittin off more than they could chew/
real gready niggas srew who/ nah scre you/
you da boyz in the west a place that promotes/
rapists pidaphiles and pisits/ yo
my ability and content lyricly was in doubt/
couse i did'nt go for one bought/
shame was dare but dont even fear you can taste me/
i'ma ventage/
dem fake cats they a sinsbury's line/
why you acting strange, trying to be funny/
a word to describe you is you real fonney/
you owe me now/
pay me back the money and respect i'm due/
niggas you way passed your time, you got a cerfew/
it's my time to shyne/
so let me have my time to rhyme/
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