[Skit: Margs, Loons & Jordy]
What you sayin, we recording yeah?
Alright then
You pick me up
You are tuned in to If I couldn't rap, I wouldn’t rap (hmm)
I'm your host six-o plus your temptation, big Margs from the east side of the bridge
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(Yeah I'm from where )
I am here, with the coldest co-host in co-host history (you know the rest)
(Yeah, look)
The boy Loons (you know the rest)

[Verse 1: Jordy & Loons]
I’m from where n***as don't make it, the chances slimmer than shady
But if I couldn't then I wouldn't, had me thinking I'm crazy
I tried show you my opinion, wanna hear Lil Baby (If I couldn't rap, I wouldn't rap)
My confidence is a stain that won't go away baby
The next day I went stu’ and went Durkio crazy
I should givе one of these flows away maybе
I rap raps like I’m wrapping up a stowaway baby
With all these castaways at the end of day tho ain't we

[Verse 2: Elt Cheekz]
Made a mixtape full of castaways, those ain’t free
Wonder why I did that, would've made them pay me
Cause it never takes too much to make them rate me
I bet it takes much less to make them hate me
And better yet, much less to make them snake me
Slipped, fell and bumped your head thinking that you could play me
They know jail got division like HD
Me and Jordy been twinning like Jimmy and Swae Lee
Black Beatles (Uh)
I drive past the jakes and ask bro to act legal
Nowadays I forget that I am legal
You know how long I've been riding dirty in this vehicle
You know how long I've been riding dirty with my people
Gang signs, hand signs like the church and the steeple
Wonder what could make them think they’re my equal
My life's been a movie, there will never be a sequel
[Chorus: Baby Cham & Jordy]
This is my story
One Two
My real ghetto story
Look (Uh)

[Verse 3: Jordy]
If you don't know my ting, you better learn my ting
I put on any beat and I attack it
This ain't adidas but I got stripes on my jacket
Please don't put no dibby-dibby rapper on my bracket
I know I got haters, I know they can't hack it
It's madness, they never make noise but they always make rackets
I got a plan B should the plan A vanish
If I can't sell tickets, then imma sell packets
I ain't gotta tell man I am sick no more
If you know, then you know, and if you don't, then that's your business
The distro's calling man asking for more business
They that know when I drop, it's coming like christmas
Big Jordy, fuck all them rappers there, they're big corny
I told a 'baby that's a sham, this is my story'
(My real Ghetto Story)
I told a baby I'm their dad, this is no Maury
I feel sorry for my haters because I know that they adore me
They'd love to insure me
[?] we don't fold, we don't bend, the only thing I love more than money is revenge
The only thing as heavy as my balls is my pen
Tell the label you don't need nobody like I'm Tems
Call me a jewellers the way I'm dropping gems
And if I drop my pride, then you know I hit an M
[Outro: Jordy & Elt Cheekz]
Rhyme like me, shine like me, but I ain't ever seen them on the grind like me
They don't put in work plus the overtime like me
So if cuzzy ain't the best, that means I might be
Rhyme like me, shine like me, but I ain't ever seen them on the grind like me
They don't put in work plus the overtime like me
So if cuzzy ain't the best, that means I might be

[Skit: Loons & Margs]
T-t-t-this one's fire
Big up Flat 10 the label, the business, the umbrella
Listen oy, black beatles, Crazy
(My real Ghetto Story)
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If I couldn't rap, I wouldn't rap
Big up the dojo, it's the lab, the studio
No behaviour 'til the rasclart-