writing rhymes

I’m that nigga with the hoodie and the Jason mask on// I came from the dirt me and my gang some demons you will get stabbed// a forty on me while I’m in the club// the Molly knocked me off balence while I was dancing// split ya boys coconut and spill his noodles// these fuck niggas don’t go hard to me// boom boom boom// I’m so player I get my money from over seas// I’m in the studio writing runes wondering if it’s gonna make me a million dollars// niggas wonder why I’m heated// Would you look at me all this depression my bong ripping// I see you later I’ll have a seat later