To Rate★ Verse ★
Come on, let's take a picture of this life we living
You see niggas work like slaves, just so they can make a living
You got bitches buried in make-up, topped off with weave
Thinking they about to get a single puff of this weed
Without giving up some pussy, man these hoes need to stop it
Girl you pulling my leg, you got me twisted like a Bop It
I done opened many doors without the mufucking key
Yea nigga you cool, but you ain't cool with me
Pull some shit up out the crate, killing all this new wack shit
Fully equipped with the crack bitch
In Saks Fifth, I gotta get mysеlf together
I slowly hit them cornеrs, sitting on that Cadi leather
I ain't got nothing left but my family and my brethren's
Of course I got the man that's gon get me into heaven
I'm the jump cable to the hip hop engine
I give boosts while these niggas just boost, you need to listen
Yea, I don't know, who is raising these young niggas
Run up on a nigga, rob a nigga for 1 figure
Wanna be a gangsta so damn bad
Now you in the joint, tryna keep these niggas out yo ass
Raised in Detroit, but I do the total opposite
Than any other nigga in my city tryna drop a whip
Drop a grip, on a new Mercedes and a diamond neck
Focus on yo cheddar, when you look up you gon have respect
But it ain't the cheddar that's gon get niggas behind you
A motivating mindset, must I remind you
Crazy how being a goon, niggas gas you up
But when it come down to a business play, niggas pass you up
Now you looking sad as fuck, tears hit yo collar
Cuz you got more bodies than yo ass got dollars
And you think that you the shit because of that, lil busta
Cuz without that gun, you a busta
And these niggas dead, gotta bury like that nigga Stephon
I'm the rawest nigga that the motor city can find
Chicken salad on the side with some honey Dijon
She already know what's up when that car seat recline
She ain't in my range, so I gotta dog her, call me rover
Four leaf clover, I get lucky with yo bitch and then it's over
Cold shoulder
I got some cheese she thinking i'm a hero
Plus the jeweler threw some ice on me, now he sub zero
Don't be a bitch in this game or get bitched in this game
Can't be clueless, some fluke, some switched, i'm the same
And these bitches, you know I had to say something
On Snapchat, looking at the camera, saying nothing
Look up bitch, get yo face up out yo phone
Too late, by time you look up bitch i'm on and I'm gone
Feel the fury of a nigga who so tired of goofy bitches
Make them feel sorry that they dipped, man that's my intentions
★ Outro ★
I'm sorry I had to give it to you like that but umm, this that real raw rap. I call that the triple R. You know what i'm saying man, but aye. The lost tape, 1.5 baby. So imma gon head and let ya'll nigga chill right here
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