This ain’t roles we playin,shit is not a act, ain’t no sound stage,or locations or places, that they film it at,I know

This ain’t roles we playin,shit is not a act, ain’t no sound stage,or locations or places, that they film it at,I know cap,fitted or a snap,6 bottles, versus when they roll it & smoke a pac,I know the jack,when they take and never give it back, or when they twist facts,add a me, add a her or he,same way that u see, u know what this be,started at a gram, then u touched a key, life its luxuries, LIES, niggas fucked to me, they want every dollar every buck no fucks believe, shyste mask n a thief,racks u have for the chief,ya nephew ass n them sneaks, ya daughters ass n the jeep, the crawling niggas hate to do, when the papers is green,counterfeit strip a shade a blue, overtime on some shit, is what u stay and do, till the whips a 26 and the ya neighbors new, them rainy days that’s brisk,bless u nigga at-chew, at the crib with my chick,bottom thick,she stacked too,doobie like the 80s, and them tatts on both sides, kind of drive me crazy,like if it’s father or mother, and add a baby, like it’s a, hundred degrees u ain’t got no ac,zip 10-90 or Akademics or say cheese, got the footage, of you wolfin, till ya face bleed, the closest niggas to you Watch em, they hate things,like that Amiage suit u rocking its way mean,& the motion& movement,whatever u into,cha Ching, staggered fit, wit a 6 inch lip, let’s get to this, what up Zip, put that on the money, and that strip,the way u choose to protect it, what u grip,them lessons & how it left you,nigga it’s ya bond, put that on the money and the strip you on,the way you choose to protect it,what u gripping on, them lessons & how they left you it’s ya word is bond, whatever nerve these niggas getting on, sing along,up in the sky,!make me put you down on the floor, need a couple dollars, niggas hate the sound but it’s no, niggas scream n holla, yeah we in your town, and on GO, ctttttt