Kurt Cobain (feat. peteBeats)

If you say you inspire us then you a liar
Coz nigga the drug lords the ones I admire
I told the plug that the streets lookin dry
And she send me a text and the pack get acquired
Ain't talking bail then I'm keeping it quiet
I know it was you, you would sing like a choir
I pity the fool that be trying to try us
Was hustlin since you was rollin them tires
Call me the bud man but sina ubaya
Was selling it all to the buyers
My nigga said "Rappers not forged from the fires"
I think I'm the best but I'm biased
Said I'm a legend no Will
Heard they lookin for me I can't chill
I woke up this morning and went on the run
Plus my mama had told me some shit I can't deal with
Remember I texted this girl we cant talk anymore
Coz she really on things I can't feel, Then
My next bitch said the same thing to me
That's how i found out that karma was real

Before you kill me, rather go like Cobain
Road to a bill, I don't feel like complainin
She like how I rhyme, lines cocaine
She do what I say wit no complainin
I'm on some shit you can't contain
I'm smokin gas, I'm on propane
The game that we playing tell em no names
I bet you niggas don't know pain, no
(I bet you niggas don't know pain, no)