(Drum Dummie)
You know the beats smart, I walk through 'em (CashMoneyAP)
They don't want Keed to rap, so I talk to 'em (Talk to 'em)
(Keed, talk to 'em)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), where the rich rappers? (Rich rappers, oh, oh)
Slip and fall in your pussy like it's an accident (Slip and fall)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), yes, I got some change (Change, oh, oh)
Fucked my man's baby mama, yes, I felt some pain (Pain)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), this cappin' shit (Cappin' shit, oh, oh)
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no song, I'm finna wrap this shit (Wrap that shit)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), and I was beggin', "God, please" (Oh, oh)
Down on my knees, you asked for this, Keed (Oh, oh)
Yeah, who is inspired by the flow? (Flow)
Got in this rap game, they gave me all this dough (Damn)
And I just seen so-and-so with so-and-so ho (Shh, shh)
And these rap niggas crazy, they 'posed to be broke (Stupid, broke)
Shit, I know that I'ma fuck her soon as I blow (Tell you)
Shit, judgin' by the pattern when she already know (Oh, oh, oh)
These niggas rich as shit and they tender dick
Fuck the wrong rapper bitch, ceilin' fan, they'll spin on shit (Grrt, rrr)
Just like a stripper, I stand next to poles (Poles)
Bullets like athletes feet in new sneaks, eatin' at your soul (Crr, clah, uh)
Came a long way from rocky road
And I survived, yeah, the rocky road
Say y'all talkin' 'bout some bitches I fucked, nah, not exposed
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), where the rich rappers? (Rich rappers, oh, oh)
Slip and fall in your pussy like it's an accident (Slip and fall)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), yes, I got some change (Change, oh, oh)
Fucked my man's baby mama, yes, I felt some pain (Pain)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), this cappin' shit (Cappin' shit, oh, oh)
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no song, I'm finna wrap this shit (Wrap that shit)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), and I was beggin', "God, please" (Oh, oh)
Down on my knees, you asked for this, Keed (Oh, talk to 'em)
Yeah, and we was microscopic (Microscopic)
And we the trendin' topic
Any nigga poppin' out when I be shoppin' (Shoppin')
Any nigga worried 'bout what ho I'm poppin' (Uh)
And pocketwatchin', like if Lil Gotit really got it
Like if StickBaby a stick baby, but he survived it (StickBaby)
And I didn't mention they used sticks when they shot him (Rrr)
Damn, if it wasn't for Thugger Thugger (Thug)
I'd be like a bowling ball pin, stuck in the gutter, gutter, word to mama (Strike you out)
I don't know how to thank you, but boy, I love you (No)
And you got everything, so I'd share my baby mama (Everything)
Yeah, if it's mine, you can have it, nigga (Have it, nigga)
Y-YSL 'til we dead or pale in that casket, nigga (Slimy)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), where the rich rappers? (Rich rappers, oh, oh)
Slip and fall in your pussy like it's an accident (Slip and fall)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), yes, I got some change (Change, oh, oh)
Fucked my man's baby mama, yes, I felt some pain (Pain)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), this cappin' shit (Cappin' shit, oh, oh)
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no song, I'm finna wrap this shit (Wrap that shit)
Welcome to this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit), and I was beggin', "God, please" (Oh, oh)
Down on my knees, you asked for this, Keed (Oh)
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