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Can’t mess with ya fakers, So do not disturb
Just sit back , act dumb , while I really observe
How you didn’t rock with me when I was dirt
But now that I’m popping all of ya concerned

I’m killling the track, Man it should be a syn
But I’ll do it all over and over again
People say they got homies , and all them real Friends
But all that I seen is that friendships gon end

They would never do it to me
They dont’ even see
That I ain’t stupid,always got my mind on retreat
Only thing I worry bout is that I’m killing the beat
People arms are looking skinny but they talking the heat

Imma make it for my family can’t you see, it ain’t fantasy
Be getting all the bands so I’ll be better than I’ll ever be
Gonna help the bros so I can watch them grow, and let them eat
Cutting off the fake people, cause they were never friends of me

Only 13 but I still got haters
Cause I’m killing these tracks like a gladiator!