Welcome to America How could anybody what to see me fall? Before I fall The homies Is gettin Called Is this What You wanted Y'all? Stressin With a Strap in My draws On A mission To ball Without A job I had to Boost and con Pick up A strap and rob Or flip A sack And serve In Nam Still I remain calm You 're A christian I'm a bum You had Faith When I Needed some From Grinding out The slum How come Bein me Seems The hardest thing To naturally Bling Without The rings And The ice cream Soon As I Floss out The wrist Life become Hazardous Askin For drama Stackin chips And a Nice whip Am I Fortunate? Blessed to Carry stress Without A vest America's Most wanted With The world On My chess If I Knew The consequence I wouldn't Of Ever wanted The money Something Seems funny Looted But I'm lonely They gave Me A chance When I Was broke With A strap In My hand Now my Own man A fact That seem They Can't stand North West P Town Pioneers Presents Twist Master Ink(C)
Written by: Black America
Submitted by: Black-America on October 14, 2021
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