You could hardly fault me 4 havin em salty
I'm hungry,
livin off what tha streetz taught me,
age of hustlers, huh
The world is a customer
street style no gloves
The way I knuckle up
its suspicious wit these other rap ni66as, but me
i was a pall bearer, my brother he +sleeps+
So it's plain to see,my American dream
iz a nitemare, compared 2 what u expected to see
I'm living still, cant complain i make it happen
so MUCH talent, it'd be a shame if i wasnt rappin
I'm grinding, Katt Williams was early wit tha line when
he chimed in wit tha "burberry on tha lining",
Uhh, My tru pals gone, n I miss em
Play back that song he wrote "MileStone", reminiscin
he didnt envision, pitchin tha rock wit quarterback vision
in my mind, he like, "nigga pay attention"
But im on that buck buck shit I been on
Still on corners, lookin cuts to dip on
Then come, the po-pos creepin at all-times-of,
Tha nite, 4 info, me i get alzheimer's,
Not quite law abiding, thats right, I'm street bruh,
I want tha world,
When i get it imma flip it n re-up
"he's nuts", maybe, but how tha boii get so crazy
U cant measure my swagger, marginal maybe
Arsenal blazin, mark me amazin, done
Yall target tha marksman but i've already won
So put down yo gunz......
NOW LISTEN...I AINT NO MAJOR ARTIST I JUST EXPERIMENT WIT MUSIC AND YALL KEEP SHOWIN LOVE...THANKS!!!!!! IF ANYBODY IS INTERESTED GET AT ME...IF NOT, IMA STILL DO ME CUZ MY REAL TRUEZ LOVIN IT!!!..
