Infamous

Counterfeit bills
Niggas was passing counterfeit bills
Counterfeit bills
Niggas was passing counterfeit bills

Till god raise the sun in the east, just like my
Auntie raised the son that she wanted in me
These lungs burn tungsten i come with the
Heat, sprung from a young one dont come with reciepts
So take a seat y'all niggas ain't gon rid of me
I look at some under the level that I wanna be
And the more I'm seeing, the more I'm finding it hard to believe
The Hyporcritical criticism they dumpin on me
Cuz when i son niggas, some niggas just wanna critique
Papa dont preach, but son you got nothin on me
I held my tongue, said im done, all i wanted was peace
But niggas dumb, jumped into my kitchen
Hungry for beef
Aint on nothing but some of em say they wanna compete
Dumb as it seems these niggas think they of the elites
Someone gased him up now he think he's the toughest to beat
And I'm the newest so everybody gunnin for me

They mistaking me for an activist or a microphone pacifist
Looking for something that's hateful despite
Seeing seeing a lack of it
They act as if they'd rather get a rapper that's
Mad as shit and blasts a clip or stabs a kid
Whenever he get mad at shit
And I resent that, I get grouped with all the average
Cuz I don't promote violence
I talk about the shit that I notice just often gets
A response of complete silence
So your message will never correlate what mine is
Reverting to the real world
Curing my blindness
Chains that bind us
Faith will find us
This is all timeless
248s finest
Now people 10 years from now finna rewind this



Credits
Writer(s): Khali Infamous, Rosa
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