stay in your own lane

fuk rap fame I make money from crap games and flame any nigga that want smoke like trains so say less if you got brains think I can't see you I got aim no I'm not lame a glutton for punishment you like pain come down on your head just like rain I told you I'm different not plain niggas be salty like grain show me how to do that no I will not train just stay in your own lane no Christian Dior that was before being washed up like sea shore now I'm blowing up like c4 no Glory Road I'm taking a detour