it's funny as fuck you asked basic ass questions about street shit and I knew the answer to every one without even thinking. I don't need you to validate my credibility fuckboy I been in the trap where there were so many 16's getting broke down you'd think 28's was chump change lil man. I'm talkin bout I'm smokin weed on the porch and hearing Popeye lingo, but the nigga just mean he need a quarter...
You silly as fuck bruh do a background check. I never claimed to be a hood nigga but I'll be damned if I aint from it bruh. Peep the first verse on Switch It Up.
"Came from the streets where heat disturbed peace
We lost against more than just Vietnamese
livin’ in slums thugs don’t believe in police
Before they take our freedom
see we leave em deceased
I’m a grimey nigga, but these is heathens to me
They think turnin bodies cold ain’t a seasonal feat
Skunked all day it’s neva not a reason to reek
I think slow so we know it ain’t diluted to pink
Some believe that I’m in need of a shrink
Cuz in a gang full of bloods there’s anemic in me
Raised around moes, the stones fin-ball rollin
Be careful what cha shake
cuz it’s a wake if five’s broken
And them Latin Kings guys’ll ride wit knives pokin’
Victims left dead lookin sleep wit eyes open
so focused, the blank stare lifeless and I just
hope he found Christ cuz thats the end of his saga
I paint a picture vivid that you won’t be gettin’ from Flocka
offerin the real and I will still alter
the structure in my flow thou rise and never falter"
Real recognize real right? So I'ma just grant you benefit of the doubt and say you just happened to overlook that verse because ain't no way you finna tell me I ain't come from hell. But you still get no fuckin respect because you don't respect me for escaping that bullshit.
Fuck you nigga, everything you say is a lie.
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