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[Intro]
(Yea, when you spend day in and day out in the studio your voice will get horse
But what I’m supposed to do, stop rapping cause my voice sound horse?
I just take a little hennesy)
[Verse 1]
Sleeping with 9millis cause I don’t need a dream
If music don’t cut it you know I’m coming back to fiends
They love me in Harlem throughout the Bronxs straight to Queens
Even static supreme I bring the matic with beams
Hear a lot of rappers but they not original, the industry phony cosigning all the gimmicks though
Don’t ask about covers my nigga I don’t really know
Don’t ask about major’s my nigga I don’t really know
Don’t ask my opinion maybe cause I don’t play the game
Maybe I’m very humble and I don’t self proclaim
Maybe I’m too real and not a fucking lame
Maybe I’m too fake not smiling through the pain
Maybe just maybe i got the latin in my veins
And these are the questions I’m probably taking to my grave
Sometimes you gotta chill cause this shit will drive a man insane enough to kill himself with his own hands
[Verse 2]
No matter the circumstances, my nigga im’a win!
No matter what god you pray to cause everybody sin!
No matter the rapper, I’m rapping circles til’ he[?]
Not only take your fans most definitely take your girl
First rapper rapping with curls
Still clap it and body bag it and dig you
Nobody’s asking what happened they know who did it
Sleeping with dirty pistols my life is still the same
Maybe I’m scared, maybe I’m loving all the fame
Mentally stable but everyday I’m getting crazy
Tell these bitches I love em, even promise them my baby
I guess what I’m saying I got a curse and a gift
The gift is to give back, the curse is getting rich
They tell me that I’m winning, I tell the im’a quit
They tell me to get better, I’m only getting sicker!
I’m sitting on hits, got my finger by the trigger
Blowing death in the air I’m the answer to your prayers mufucka
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