Shit, big scoop baby. The truth hurts baby. Hey, Creek
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I figured it out, they playin' my patience
I been with the game's playin' the station. X in the box, we at the top
These Mario Kart niggas been racin'. Slow your roll before you get crap
High or low, I had to adapt. I just got eyes, don't be surprised
Box, your cars, then call it a wrap. Whippin' it hard, I'm still in the trap
Drippin' it hard, I been had them gapped. Niggas is fraud, don't be givin' me dap
It's OTC, and that shit is stamped. This for the camp, they got me amped
I feel it, I owe them, a little man bones said it best. I had to address
No monkeys go up in the middle, I'm back on my course
I ain't have a choice. Survivors don't have to remorse
Yo, all of my life, yo, I been a rider. F*ck around, watch me roll on a Royce
Yo, f*ck your support, been takin' shorts. Every since I, jumped off of the porch
Yo, I want a ball, the streets was the court. So hustlin', becomin' a sport
I want a Benz, I want a Porsche. XXL are the source
The streets, they needed a voice. It's only a right I had to endorse
I'm from my old town country road, but I ain't come with a horse
I'm just a baby up north who fire your work like July the 4th
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Shit, big scoop baby. The truth hurts baby. Hey, Creek
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I figured it out, they playin' my patience
I been with the game's playin' the station. X in the box, we at the top
These Mario Kart niggas been racin'. Slow your roll before you get crap
High or low, I had to adapt. I just got eyes, don't be surprised
Box, your cars, then call it a wrap. Whippin' it hard, I'm still in the trap
Drippin' it hard, I been had them gapped. Niggas is fraud, don't be givin' me dap
It's OTC, and that shit is stamped. This for the camp, they got me amped
I feel it, I owe them, a little man bones said it best. I had to address
No monkeys go up in the middle, I'm back on my course
I ain't have a choice. Survivors don't have to remorse
Yo, all of my life, yo, I been a rider. F*ck around, watch me roll on a Royce
Yo, f*ck your support, been takin' shorts. Every since I, jumped off of the porch
Yo, I want a ball, the streets was the court. So hustlin', becomin' a sport
I want a Benz, I want a Porsche. XXL are the source
The streets, they needed a voice. It's only a right I had to endorse
I'm from my old town country road, but I ain't come with a horse
I'm just a baby up north who fire your work like July the 4th
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I figured it out, they playin' my patience
I been with the game's playin' the station. X in the box, we at the top
These Mario Kart niggas been racin'. Slow your roll before you get crap
High or low, I had to adapt. I just got eyes, don't be surprised
Box, your cars, then call it a wrap. Whippin' it hard, I'm still in the trap
Drippin' it hard, I been had them gapped. Niggas is fraud, don't be givin' me dap
It's OTC, and that shit is stamped. This for the camp, they got me amped
I feel it, I owe them, a little man bones said it best. I had to address
No monkeys go up in the middle, I'm back on my course
I ain't have a choice. Survivors don't have to remorse
Yo, all of my life, yo, I been a rider. F*ck around, watch me roll on a Royce
Yo, f*ck your support, been takin' shorts. Every since I, jumped off of the porch
Yo, I want a ball, the streets was the court. So hustlin', becomin' a sport
I want a Benz, I want a Porsche. XXL are the source
The streets, they needed a voice. It's only a right I had to endorse
I'm from my old town country road, but I ain't come with a horse
I'm just a baby up north who fire your work like July the 4th
Writer: Willie Feaster
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