| Rest in peace to Ms. West and I pray my momma live forever
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| I hope me and my girl forever together
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| Cause when the weather messes up, I need someone clever
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| You dusty females get my respect never
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| So homie don’t ever doubt the mind
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| Cause I think of great shit all the time
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| I’m cussing in my rhymes so you could feel my struggle
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| Feel my pain, cause life ain’t a game
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| It’s more to it than male roles and Fairfax
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| Get caught wrong place wrong time, you might get your head snatched
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| You mummy niggas speaking dead raps
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| I’m tryna live for my people, that’s why we ain’t equal
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| I ain’t worried bout your SBs, those ain’t nothing
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| My niggas rock Gucci, let me know it ain’t nothing
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| And no I don’t trust shit
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| Learned at a young age
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| Cause like you looking in the mirror, you dudes is two faced
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| And who say Veggies don’t do it like that
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| And who say them independent rappers ain’t moving them tracks
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| And who say them school teachers is there for you to succeed, never
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| I’m just too clever to ever believe it
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| I’m tryna … |