[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
I think I'm the eldest, but I keep getting overlooked
You ain't getting your jewelry back once shit's gets took
Man, I ain't the best rapper alive but I'm one of them
Ol' nigga see me and be like, he got a gun on 'em
Oh, I'm the reason that body got white chalk around it
I shoot out some police and lived to talk about it
They don't make them like me no more being in every shoot out and never stay the day for me on tour
I guess I'm too real for this shit I get it at least I made a couple mil off this shit
Take the money out to save let it breathe a little
We used to dream about this shit when we was little
I did turn them dreams into reality shitting on niggas every year
These rappers be mad at me
Fuck being my equal these niggas ain't half of me
One night in them bougie bitches that used to laugh at me
God, the game fell foul. Mama lost her son and my nigga lost track. I you gonna come up if you stay down? Oh, man, I can't take a loss. Na na na. Not tell them y'all can't
[Verse 2:Eto]
Hardchester it's known to bust chrome
Hate to hear the drama pulled it up home
He was born to better [in and ounce getter ??]
Get a sad when he passed
Was just on the corner with us mad I ain't seen him in ages
They followed our footsteps the way we rep deep in the cages
It's much colder there, but they repeating the stages
Just throw the book they ain't reading the pages
Who to bless me ? everybody has their ups and downs
If you stayed with you She was dead meat
[Fair sheep ??] the guard lays 'Ricans down
They forget the same rules play the g game foul
Now nobody gave me a red cent
I don't answer questions don't let the feds vent
Gunfire that's a dead cent he don't bleed a little more if he bled
[??]
I think I'm the eldest, but I keep getting overlooked
You ain't getting your jewelry back once shit's gets took
Man, I ain't the best rapper alive but I'm one of them
Ol' nigga see me and be like, he got a gun on 'em
Oh, I'm the reason that body got white chalk around it
I shoot out some police and lived to talk about it
They don't make them like me no more being in every shoot out and never stay the day for me on tour
I guess I'm too real for this shit I get it at least I made a couple mil off this shit
Take the money out to save let it breathe a little
We used to dream about this shit when we was little
I did turn them dreams into reality shitting on niggas every year
These rappers be mad at me
Fuck being my equal these niggas ain't half of me
One night in them bougie bitches that used to laugh at me
God, the game fell foul. Mama lost her son and my nigga lost track. I you gonna come up if you stay down? Oh, man, I can't take a loss. Na na na. Not tell them y'all can't
[Verse 2:Eto]
Hardchester it's known to bust chrome
Hate to hear the drama pulled it up home
He was born to better [in and ounce getter ??]
Get a sad when he passed
Was just on the corner with us mad I ain't seen him in ages
They followed our footsteps the way we rep deep in the cages
It's much colder there, but they repeating the stages
Just throw the book they ain't reading the pages
Who to bless me ? everybody has their ups and downs
If you stayed with you She was dead meat
[Fair sheep ??] the guard lays 'Ricans down
They forget the same rules play the g game foul
Now nobody gave me a red cent
I don't answer questions don't let the feds vent
Gunfire that's a dead cent he don't bleed a little more if he bled
[??]
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