​This That Shit Kid Cudi Coulda Been JPEGMAFIA (Ft. Toyomansi)

[Intro]
Alabama to Maryland
New York to Japan
JPEG stays true

[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
Yeah
This the life of a rap nigga
This the life of real life trap nigga
This the life of the JPEG
Coins in the cup, shed a tear for a bass head
Goddamn, I hate feds
Head shot from the outside, no Jessie Ware
Black hair, black beard
Said she don't believe in love, she the black Cher
I told her take care, baby, no Drakes here
'Cause we face fear, we don't like fakes here
Real nigga since Space Jam, daycare
Same place they sold crack, I played there
Let the sink ship, nigga, this a shark tank
Kevin O’Leary gon' have to walk the fuckin' plank
They wonder if I'm donkey or a elephant, shit
Just know that I never fall or never fail

[Chorus: JPEGMAFIA]
Ya'll know I keep it funky, motherfucker
Better get it right, get it right
Better get it right, get it right
Mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm
Ya'll know I keep it funky, motherfucker
Better get it right, get it right
Better get it right, get it right
Mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm
And I'll be rockin' along zoning, yeah
Fuckin' with the 12 there (Yo, ho!)
This that shit Kid Cudi coulda been (Oh!)
But that nigga wasn't built to win
So I'ma do it for him