My youngins get it f**ed up when ya
Like it
Like it ain
Their rights for a lil
Get in bullsh** fights for a lil
To get noticed by some n***as that don
Tell em
See there
So they need you to be sick with it, ill content and delivery n***as
This nation thrives off misery n***as
So if you ain
n***as keep that progressive sh** to yourself
This is the business of buying souls, and we only tryin
See, they may see me as an adversary cuz they know I
About the forest of artists who grow only to meet industry axes
How they take n***as dreams and write then off in their taxes
Contracts is confusing, but don
Loan you funds to f** your soul make you pay it back and still maintain control of your stroll
Your tracks and your hot a** slow flow
They
You see when that get a b**h, they got a b**h
And contrary to popular opinion it ain
It
We the dumb motherf**ers
Hardest n***as in the streets turned industry s**ers
Cuz we refused to do the knowledge
n***a, you can
So you betta pick up a book or something
Or f** it, Black Ice will put it in a hook or something
Hope that you listen to it
Got you pumpin
You pussies don
F.A.B.O.L.O.U.S Album Number 3