[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)

[Verse]
YSR like Lil Wayne of the rap game
You can have $100,000 and still act lame
I put a smile on my face when the pack came
You think I'm lyin' 'bout that last bar? You can ask Dame
You gon fall the fuck off boy you Eddie Kane
Every since I lost my n***a Gabe it ain't been the same
YSR why you don't rap with n***as? Cause these n***as lame
Told my n***a Kidd keep rappin' boy we gon be straight
My n***a want to catch a free body cause he haven’t ate
A n***a tryna pay me for a half but he gotta wait
This other n***a tryna get a verse but he gotta pay
Fucked my verse up I forgot what I was finna say
Talkin' bout he finna slide on the opps n***a no you ain't
Fired up a fire gram wood straight to my face
This n***a think he a ape all he wear is bape
You'll think my name Josh how I be with Drake
Put a opp on his head fuck they talmbout
They don’t wanna see that 23 bring LeBron out
Posted in another n***a hood bring the guys out
My n***a ugly when he shoot call him Lonzo
He don’t know who really dropped his mans it was John Doe
My youngin 16 he keep a 9 like Rondo
This n***a Tee tryna stuff grams in a fronto
This a Glock 23 n***a Chicago
If he ain't tied with the guys I ain't rappin' with him
We'll leave that n***a stuck like a action figure
You the type to fuck your money up you a backwards n***a
I'll pass LBG the strap cause he accurate with it
You out here fuckin' with a rat you DJ Akademiks
You would think the bullets NFL the way they tackle n***as
The package got caught last time you gotta [?] it
Oh you got 100k now you actin' different
I should have my n***a Jill come Jack you n***as