M.D.L

This shit gone work out
Got to do it till I pass out
What y'all mad bout
All I did was take the good route

Not the claiming that I'm hood route
Not the capping what I rap bout
I mean that shit was cute

I just had to relocate and back out

Uh it ain't for me no more
Well honestly its never been
was still that nigga at school
When I let go of that letterman

I'm one for one like thing one, two, and Edelman
How the fuck this kid a rookie but he playing like he a veteran

That's that old soul
True to the gamer
Inherited with the skills
I ain't never needed no trainer

Always stayed in line so there ain't no need for retainers
The show is free for now, I'm your volunteer entertainer

I can see you really want it
What they say to me
Walk a mile in my shoes
Spend a day with me

Code name kid next door
Yea that's my agency
Bout to leave for college
So my room gone be a vacancy

My parents ain't ashamed of me
And I am proud of that
I've seen some cousins fuck up bad
And now they falling back

But it's good I had example's first
Watching my sis kill it at state
Knowing she's been through worse
(On god)

Now let me makes this a sequel
And show the family how Dana kids
Do everything lethal
Ima paint this picture for you

Ain't no need for a easel
I'll use my words a poet
I'm Langston Hughes for the people



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Writer(s): Jackson Jeffreys
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