Where's Rack$
YG Rack$
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Aye Rack$ where is the music Why you ain't been dropping Nigga I hate you You got all this time and ain't give us shit They been asking where the music I promise that I ain't lose it Collecting all them blues I forgot about the acoustics They was tryna count me out but I'm never gone let em do it Only time they hear my thoughts is when I'm under the influence They been asking where the music I promise that I ain't lose it Collecting all them blues I forgot about the acoustics They was tryna count me out but I'm never gone let em do it only time they hear my thoughts is when I'm under the influence Let me address all the questions you know I never fell off I just been catching these extras I turned myself to a boss Just had to R.i.p my daddy I stay suffering losses And every time I think about it my whole stomach get nauseous Mama can't do all of that stressing Know yo son got it covered And every time I get a dollar I split half my brother Taught us to watch over our backs cause all we had was each other Ima pay off them work nights and all the time that we suffered Hopped down, all alone, got it on my own I'm a boss now, fill the room watch me set the tone Took a loss OW, yeah it hurt, you gotta move on Golden child, wit a hard head, ain't do what I was told They been asking where the music I promise that I ain't lose it Collecting all them blues I forgot about the acoustics They was tryna count me out but I'm never gone let em do it Only time they hear my thoughts is when I'm under the influence They been asking where the music I promise that I ain't lose it Collecting all them blue I forgot about the acoustics They was tryna count me out but I'm never gone let em do it Only time they hear my thoughts is when I'm under the influence Used to play ball, got it in but I had stop Deep field yeah I brought it in you was at short stop The umpire on the field sided wit the opps You's a cop nigga How you sell the same drugs that pop nigga Flop nigga Who gone listen to you when you drop nigga Ha nigga Pockets funny that is not a lot nigga Pop niggas Gamble with yo life I'm like the slots nigga Who ridin with ya? Who gone ride shotgun to the drop Nigga Flip top filled with drugs, stimulate his lungs They say trap work wouldn't know I think that it's fun When the shots ring you ain't a hoe if you gotta run Im a ex con on the low I got it expunged Im just fighting money demons praying I won't lose it And this for everyone who asking Rack$ where the fucking music
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