I don't rap about money and fast cars//
I went to schoo with molesters and porn stars//
Hardy har naw, I'm dead serious//
Im one more problem away from being delirious//
Stress got the kid looking old//
Stand up boy, I don't bend nor fold//
Momma, look at your young man now//
CEO, only 23, I'm holding it down//
Not only that, I'm a top notch rapper//
I ain't got time to scuffle, I'll clap ya//
He died cuz he ain't pull his faster//
I refuse to leave my son a bastard//
And naw, I ain't trynna be on no tough shit//
But for that guns and butter, I'll get to dumping//
Listen, all this hard work ain't for nothing//
Who stunting? Who fronting? *Big Boi voice*(boy stop) move something//
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