M.A.C
Kye Clayton
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Uh Smoking on some indica Keeping things a hash Hoppin on my wave nigga Go and grab your brush uh You a lame I guess somethings never change uh Hoping for the best Cuz my nigga stressing Gotta call From his momma Saying you a shame uh Not at all Certain things bother him Look at his reflection No one was proud of him He had to win Jumping of the porch Is a option But theres other ways You don’t have to play In this game What more I gotta say But money is an issue No more food in the crib Momma pressing in her mood Chucking shit His mind been going crazy Didn’t know what he needed Didn’t know what he wanted Looking in the sky For a message from the gods Had no more faith uh Slowly losing pride Went on a walk just to clear his head Thought about his life in a flash People always laughed uh Bad clothes wit no hoes Busted shoes back talking Just wanted to be liked but wasn’t that often Said f*ck it all This my life gonna ball Saved up got a mic Started spitting through the night His rhymes flawless Niggas wanted a piece Like why the f*ck you calling Thought I was a bum in these streets Yea Thought he was another bum in these streets Uh
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