Rappers

Im sick of all of u rappers
Fake trappers and deadbeats
Court side
I was just in the nose bleeds
Five guys
Number four with a lemonade
Ramen noodles
Use to eat them off paper plates
Hold up wait!
This shit to easy
Can't stop won't stop
My family need me
Coulda struck gold at the nugget
I was being to greedy!

Switch up the subject and flow
Don't do kick doors
I rather go out and get it
I can't pronounce what I'm whipping
But if twelve get behind me
I'ma skate off with the quickness
Midget I had it prolific
My migo a send it or ship it
Depend on the ticket
Life is a gamble why risk it
I'm taking real chances
Like New York tryna pick me
We treat the trap like a boomerang
Whatever you put in
Just know you gone get it back
Unless them roaches
Come and raid your shit
Damn!
Shoulda had a better trap
I made the scale jump
From zero to four forty eight
In a matter of minutes
It was a drought in the city
Till we flooded the city
Yeah skies the limit

Im sick of all of u rappers
Fake trappers and deadbeats
Court side
I was just in the nose bleeds
Five guys
Number four with a lemonade
Ramen noodles
Use to eat them off paper plates
Hold up wait!
This shit to easy
Can't stop won't stop
My family need me
Coulda struck gold at the nugget
I was being to greedy!



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Writer(s): Xavier Drake
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