Rant

Yeah

Look
I can't say I'm from the streets
But I be dodging potholes
I'm from a city
Where ya mindset
Gentrifies ya dream goals
I bend sometimes
Got a few creases
But I'm never gone fold
But if they put cash in ya face
You'll act like you never told

Damn
Man I work too damn hard
Still going for the ones who thought I'd never go far
Still going for the ones that I said I sound like a star
I started chasing my dream soon as I got out that car

Yeah
Y'all could never revive from what I been through
Got rods in both legs now I'm walking just like the pimps do
I'm missing four teeth getting dentals so call me granny
And I'm still missing calls from the people I call my family

You won't there
When I need you
So when I get my bread
Don't go thinking I'll feed you

You asked me
How I know you're fake
Like nigga
You're see through

Them white lies ya tell
Everyone can
See straight through
That's facts

Rant

Perfectly written
My pen is graciously gifted
If love is a drug
Then I'll happily be addicted
Don't put fear in my heart
So get out before you're evicted
And don't try to be a critic
You ain't never fucking did it nigga

But me, I worked too damn hard
Still going for the ones who thought I'd never go far
Still going for the ones that I said I sound like a star
Cause they was riding with me way before I had my own car

Yeah
Now we swerving on the highway
I only eat at BK cause I'm use to having my way
Y'all look forward to Friday's
But I'm grinding on a Monday
I'm pimping out my Honda
But you drive ya momma Hyundai

I'm honking Beep Beep
Keep on swerving in to my lane
I'm cruising through yo city
So you know that this my domain

You niggas are like copy paste
You just another cliche
I'm staring at the green
Like it's a good day to be Pay day

Now I'm Cashing out



Credits
Writer(s): Swisher Beats, Regina Halstead
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