This deluxe is all cap, this shit is not real (not real)
Why I be cappin’ on them fake percs, knowing my man’s take ’em?
I was raised in public houses, used to work at gas stations
Had a thick bitch in my ‘Rari, said, “Felt like her ass scraping”
I spent two millions on jet’s, no wonder why, my leg aching
Unc’ got out when he was forty-some, a real fed baby
I washed TV at the laundromat ’cause we ain’t have cable
I did bitches dirty, back to back, I hope my daughters ladies
Being broke, you see the aftermath, we ate at dirty tables
I got trust issues, I don’t even trust the neighbors
If you let him borrow money, if he don’t bring it back, he crazy
I seen niggas finesse they weed bags, they lying about they flavors
Fresh out of jail, he scared to hold a gun
He asked can I buy him a taser
Last time I fell asleep on the phone with a bitch, I had a razor
Even though you gotta name, you ain’t got no money, they gon’ play you
Oh, the reason yo’ block named that, lil’ bro, he a creator
I’ma definition of a street nigga
I don’t tell everybody I can save ’em
Can’t take care of yo’ kids, but you paying for all them masses
You know how I’m is, think ’bout bro, I can’t imagine
I’ll tell a bitch, “No”, but I’ll go buy a gun for my side bitch
I don’t care if she know, I’ll still treat her like she average
Keep the calories low, how he walking around with these carats?
Sleeping on the floor, stacked up my coats, I’m too embarrassed
Cudi was a G.O.A.T., you just don’t know, R.I.P. Iris
Call me, Smurkio, I dye my dreads, I’m a lion
Go to Cali, get za’d, I don’t even post it, I need millions
Don’t blame me, I’m in a big war, I don’t ride-round with my children
Someone called me a deadbeat that’s the real reason I’m serious
Why you want to ride-round in danger, hoe? I’m curious
Pass me another adderall, that put me out my feelings
40 million off a catalog, I’m Smurkio, I’m different
I done took off street nigga on tour with me, I’m gifted
Remember you was the big homie? I’m the big homie, it shifted
Even though I gotta public case, If I see his ass, I risk it
I let my sons curse, but I told ’em, can’t disrespect they women
Back then, he was hating on me, I’ll never take your opinion
Back then, in the trench days, got hot water out the skillet
How you say, you a real nigga and you ain’t standing on no business?
Lil’ bro done off them pills, woah, that’s fail-block like snitches
I’m the Voice, sold out United Center with tickets
Unemployed, you ain’t got no excuses, nigga, you trippin’
Can’t take care of yo’ kids, but you paying for all them masses
You know how I’m is, think ’bout bro, I can’t imagine
I’ll tell a bitch, “No”, but I’ll go buy a gun for my side bitch
I don’t care if she know, I’ll still treat her like she average
Keep the calories low, how he walking around with these carats
Sleeping on the floor, stacked up my coats, I’m too embarrassed
Cudi was a G.O.A.T., you just don’t know, R.I.P. Iris
Call me, Smurkio, I dye my dreads, I’m a lion
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