pocket change

, yeah, 13th, real shit, what you, what you knowing lil boy?, look. still ain't playing when i say the labels pay me enough, let's take it back to the faggots who ain't banging my cuts, what? the band need some aid? i think these gauze is enough, an ace with the racks, my joints hardly get touched, i used to fight back home, one on one and get jumped, my older homie told me "you gonna show some pride with them lumps", a man handle what he can, keep it private and tucked, the man handed you a gift, has you been writing or what?, i understand you want this shit, then you best tighten it up, i always wanted checks from the right checks but it's tough, it ain't easy when them yeezy suede ostrich odds, d might just do it and take them adidas, million dollar women, low budget spending, life segregated, keep you niggas at a distance, who you think you kidding? purring like a baby cat, it's the nigga with the crazy raps, pray to god i make it back, they used to hate me, now they love me, she really wanna call me hubby, but i'm single like a dollar bill, prompt, i ain't got time to chill, grind, i ride for real, defined by a lot of skills, they all talk, so lately i be yawning, she drain my balls like brady in the morning, i'm going in, these fools is enough, you niggas suck, like your boo-boo in the back of my truck, what?, it's battles nigga, until september, hahaha, it's fly america