as a rapper i'm supposed to be an actor
talk about the cash it's the only thing im after
talk about the fact that a bitch don't matter
how i get zones fatter and i get stoned faster

half of those who listen [are] only wishing to escape
on a mission to envision being rich and getting fame
for a minute, they imagine them in it having a blast
monotony in the past, and at last satisfaction in grasp-

and i should be so competent, need no compliments, be so confident
that i can feed those egos needs and relieve those griefs
but it's just not me

you see i care about a so called "bitch."
i do despair as i prepare to carry on alone.
i'm scared of fame, cuz it snowballs quick;
and i'll be wary and beware even the airiest of thrones

don't you pair me with the clones, i'm a Jedi
said i get high, fly, never fret, i
vibe with the universe, transcribe it to the verse
anti dark-side even with the red-eyes

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this is richmond
this is DC
MD VA be the key 3
can we please say rap needs me.
blowing up enough until you're showing up to see me?

open up for weezy, open up for yeezy,
hoping ill perform wit logic n g-eazy
tokin gup a storm and open another door^
enforce support for^
some poor trees that need me
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spit Tang like Wu, got a Method to my madness
repping RVA, and i'm gettin shit established
kill it out of habit, feeling like a savage
insane inside, outside average

i hardly know me anymore or so it seems.
except i need more Percs and i need morphine
need more shirts and i need more jeans
and i need more work and to feed more fiends

never gonna make it with some fake shit, break this
case of inhibition til i taste: it greatness
seen a couple crumble they were buzzing like a bumble
but the hype is only hype they kept it basic face it

all about the patience, all in how you pace it
all it takes is politics and tolerating hatred..
and hey kids when the times get tough when your
mind gets stuck and your rhymes just suck just puff, puff, pass

find a tiny piece of peace of mind inside the grass or the wine glass
try and bump these lines to unwind fast
and to find gaps of the grime in the time lapse

bitch im on it like a bonnet on a whip in Britain
a bit elite, a little snobby [is] probably where i fit in
i shit upon dishonor, this witty spit is like a mitten
how it fit him, aint no way you can acquit "your honor"

im on a rampage comment on my fan page-
man i can't wait till i meet each one
marijuana back stage with the pack raging
frients can't wait till i see these funds

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this is me tell me who the hell with me
who the hell believes in LD-50
who can tell me just how to dispel doubts
that i excel beyond cells n sellouts

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