I'm the rawest rapper alive
I'ma tell you the game I play

[Verse]
These n***as so creep, I'll tell you bout the street
I'ma keep it five-hundred, my problems is deep
N***as keep it real? nah n***as is sweet
N***as watch me on the street, I'll be feeling like a sheep
Man, to keep it 500, bro I'll be down for the beef
Man, this shit sick, n***as will love if I'm sleep
I'ma keep it too real, all this funk shit is played
N***as hating in the hood, that shit is lame
Dying too young, I'm tired of hearing that
I'm not gonna take a loss, I'ma push a n***a wig back
He gonna need a chinstrap, he gonna need a doctor
I'm feeling depressed, I'ma tote the chopper
I'm a keep it real bro, I don't pop pills bro
But beef like this will make you catch the deal bro
And I'ma tell you this, you sick but i'm sick too
I deserve the love, but these suckers plot against you
Keep the chopper with you, because n***as be hating
To keep it hundred, n***as is racist
N***as wanna trip me, n***a wanna get me
Welcome to the navy; they training on 6th street
I don't respect n***as because they smile and they sell dope
The code of the streets ain't nothing to die for
What I gotta lie for? my past stay with me
You're thinking I'm a sucker; I'll turn you into history