short skit

my life's a I'm people laff when I stumble and fall my back against the wall all I ever wanted was to ball I'm not talking shooting hoops I'm talking riding caddy coupes Gucci suits gator boots 14 karet hoops with the chain and watch to match living fat big dollars no cap put Seattle on the map no more jugging out the trap I never leave home without my strap I'm spitten facts another ghetto solider dreaming about stacks another ghetto youngster slipped thru the cracks rob you for you soda peel you cap back aiming at your smap back lay you on your back fast last you heard was my stick clack to look into the eyes of my black. mask I started from the bottom but my name isn't Drake I can't fuck with you gekes I'ma0 killa no face in Washington stateI dump haters in lakes I slither like a snake I'm spitting venom pistol in my denim 9 mm pDannbellems leave holes the size of a le Imj'mmhon I'm smoking sour dessvv the j I'm blowing big weed I'm cool like a breeze I'm riding in my whip on Deez got bitches all on Deez nuts I love a tramp skut that like to fuck in the game half is skill half is luck I slither when I slide I'm riding high I'm fly I can'th high b d,enie I be a gangsta till I die say the long goodbye I just want to be free and fly and rise above all the hate and madness I won't stop hustling till I'm living in a mansion life's all about status who pockets the fatest fuck with my cash I put you in a casket I'ma trapper trapping drugs I always show my pistol luv powder whiter then a dove I always want more it's never enough I grew up poor qlife was ruff in the hood there ain't no love just mean mugs thugs selling drugs hollow😋 slugs and death no matter what I live and die a man of respect I sit and reflect is it all a test no rest for the weary I get it where it's dirty and muddy will I ever see heavins gate so lovely I'm at the club popping bubbly pouring up with a lovely looking lovely I try and wash my hands but they still bloody this life can be ugly i come from the gutter my life's a constant struggle people laff when I stumble and fall I got my back against the wall all I ever wanted was to ball I'm not talking shooting hoops I'm talking riding caddy coupes Gucci suits gator boots 14 karet hoops withe rhe chain and watch to match big dollars no cap i put Seattle on the map never leave home without my strapI'm spitten facts another ghetto solider dreaming about stacks another ghetto youngster slipped thru the cracks rob you for you soda peel you cap back aiming at your smap back lay you on your back fast last you heard was my stick clack to look into the eyes of my black. mask