Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
Maybe I'm a baby that was switched up at birth
Instead of twisting that herb spend Christmas in church
This chick on my nerves
Make me switch up my words
And my kush so loud I gotta speak up my verse
There are a lot of rats
And copy cats all I need is cheese
And I'm falling back
Jor-Dan three that's black ’n red
My priority is stacking bread
Got my feet in the streets
Yes I'm paper chasing
I'm a beast on these beats
If you hate you faking
I've got a big dream in a small town
Man I'm so high and they hoping that I fall down
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