[Verse 1]
This Rap Shit Ain't What It Used To Be
All These Fake Ass Rappers
Talkin' That Jewelry
Never Talkin' No Unity
Cops They Keep Accusing Me
My Enemies Is Still Gettin' Shot Up In My Community
What Happened To The Music For The Young
Sellin' Drugs, Smokin' Blunts
My Mother Struggles Every Month
My Lil Homies Introduced To The Gang
Tattoos On Their Face
Got A Tool On The Waist
Nobody To Teach 'Em
What's Right From Wrong
My Homie Got Out Of Prison
He Struggles To Find A Job
He Keeps Searching For God
And He's Fighting With Baby's Mom
She's Like Pay The Fucking Rent
Like The Man That You Are
And They've Been Fightin'
So Now She Kicked Him Out
He Put His Clothes In The Back
He Gotta Figure This Out
He Gotta Hustle Now
He Gotta Struggle Now
He's Fucking Up Now
He's Doing Drugs Now
This Rap Shit Ain't What It Used To Be
All These Fake Ass Rappers
Talkin' That Jewelry
Never Talkin' No Unity
Cops They Keep Accusing Me
My Enemies Is Still Gettin' Shot Up In My Community
What Happened To The Music For The Young
Sellin' Drugs, Smokin' Blunts
My Mother Struggles Every Month
My Lil Homies Introduced To The Gang
Tattoos On Their Face
Got A Tool On The Waist
Nobody To Teach 'Em
What's Right From Wrong
My Homie Got Out Of Prison
He Struggles To Find A Job
He Keeps Searching For God
And He's Fighting With Baby's Mom
She's Like Pay The Fucking Rent
Like The Man That You Are
And They've Been Fightin'
So Now She Kicked Him Out
He Put His Clothes In The Back
He Gotta Figure This Out
He Gotta Hustle Now
He Gotta Struggle Now
He's Fucking Up Now
He's Doing Drugs Now
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