About this user
I look up, an I see darkness in ya eyes/
In this cold world, its takes ya life to survive/
Buy why, I can't understand it?/
So I open up the pages of my pamplet/
Feed you a sample of how I trample/
Over rap gods who act like they in fashion/
Tell you a real one, these niggas don't hustle/
What you know about waking up world waitin for a double?/
I'm not talkin about the dutch/
I'm talkin bout flippin 2 to 20/
I don't do what they do/
Its impossible for them to follow/
My guns not a ghost but it'll fill you up wit hollows/
I'm getting money, while you focus spendin on them top models/
I pop bottles in all clubs you can't stop us/
Whats the deal, I'm fenin for a meal/
While these rappers gettin checks I can't see the appeal/
But still, I'm defined by the size of my wheels/
So them 24 inches wasn't really that big/
I snap em like a twig, they faker than blonde wigs/
But yet they gettin paper for spiten what we lived/
Age
23
Country
United States
