Near can't stop in a booth
Collected a piece when I picked up by 2
They still want me to lose
When it didn't stack up I had to remove
Running plays that I knew
Certain channels now replacing up news
On top and felt blessed
But I couldn't go In for less
Sill raiding the net go blasting enter timing I met
This what they want
Dropped my album now I'm changing those fonts
Sidewalks streets looked across
What's beneath all this time that it caught
Prices couldn't be bought
Even with fame you stayed a lame
Getting more money but mission remained
Your little shots now I'm towing it
Ima talk on my shit
Can't fight for yourself it's a image you sell
Been in the trenches when we had no help
150 ain't touching on my belt
Steady clutching this just how I felt
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