Mainstream Masquerade

I ain't tryna be some main stream fucking kinda dude
I be speaking to the muthauckas feeling like I do
I ain't tryna lose another soul, making money moves
Muthafuckas think they cool, till they at that funeral

I ain't tryna be some main stream fucking kinda dude
I be speaking to the muthauckas feeling like I do
I ain't tryna lose another soul, making money moves
Muthafuckas think they cool, till they at that funeral

Chilin wit lil homie, in dem days when we rocking hot
We have enough ta eat, so brodie steady pocket watch
Till auntie Patty brought me in, and took me out trail-a park
I was fucking getting saved, while lil shordie on da block

Heard something disgusting, in da summer, that they shot him hot
Loved that Muthafucka, like a cousin, what they talking bout
Hugging on his mother, while she stutter, tryna talk it out
She the bread an butter, gave us supper, couldn't walk wit out

Loved that ugly Muthafucka, brother you under me
Remember when we sat it down an talked bout what we wanna be
I said I was dipping out, I'm gonna be a young marine
You said you would hold it down, that you was gonna run the streets

Erroby think they real till they do da unthinkable
Erroby think they hard but they don't know the principle
Erroby think they strong until they mama missing ya
I'm not tryna think about it, I'mma fuck a different hoe

I ain't tryna be some main stream fucking kinda dude
I be speaking to the muthauckas feeling like I do
I ain't tryna lose another soul, making money moves
Muthafuckas think they cool, till they at that funeral

I ain't tryna be some main stream fucking kinda dude
I be speaking to the muthauckas feeling like I do
I ain't tryna lose another soul, making money moves
Muthafuckas think they cool, till they at that funeral



Credits
Writer(s): John Mcdermott
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