fakery

to many fake haters watching bout to switch up the lanes will c who remains im so serious no more games so sick of u pitiful lames catching heat stuck n the flames snitching a temporary but perminat pain taking from the next man for a personal gain take papper and trade it for shame got to ease my mental befor i go insane this why hatred run threw my vein murder all thats on my brain hit list its full of names 327 thats a hundred grains got to stay focused to navigate these Lanes im a lil more ruthless but i aint ever changed my brain search n threw memories looking for happy times stress got me lost seeking a dolla signs this is poetry it more than rhymes come from the slums no bout hard times im n the streets like dotted lines i b out east just like da skyline peppes still on the dime i see you haters you thought i was blind i can prdect the future cause its my design the clouds cant stop my shine n da vest cant stop my nine no mountain cld stop my clim atb cant change the past but the future it coming real fast i hit the gas i smashed cpl whips ive crashed cpl bitches ive splashed all these opps ive passed all the hating I laughed