This instrumental is not mine...duh.
and obviously a rough draft...
If you're the b.e.s.t.,
My nigga throw it up,
If I'm to die tomorrow,
Then my nigga roll it up,
No tears,
Just cheers,
Yea, My Gs' show ya cups,
And If you know your gonna fuck ,
Then my nigga double up,
Because you know it hurts,
It's uncle sams' plan,
to beat our ass,
Until our knees hit the dirt,
And then what's worse,
He wont stop, until he either sees us in jail,
or he sees us in a hearse,
And then your going to have nerve
to ask why nigga's go berserk,
It's all because a nigga cause I put in work,
And you won't give me a loan,
You won't give me a home,
So all I want is overtime,
And to leave us nigga 'lone,
real nigga's know what's up, X2
When you head into the party,
And the bitches wanna fuck,
xo got you tipsy,
And Exotic got you stuck,
And you hear the hater hiss,
And don't really give fuck,
I so tired of people saying,
your just one negro man,
you cannot ovecome,
The government plan,
But I'ma try with every mocule,
Under my skan,
Because I'm fly like noahs' ark,
I need no land,
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