Listen
I ain't had a hit since ninety-six
Ever since then my career been twists
The Fab 5 album got put on the shelf
But they still play "Leflah" on the Throwback at 12
My man said he heard me on Mister Cee
Yeah that's cool but it don't equal chips to P
The brokest rapper you know sell crack after the show
With a fo'-fo' that'll blow back half your fro
The drugs that I sold got fukked up God
So it's, Carhartt suits and construction jobs
It ain't rap dough but the money is cool
Gotta make sure Elijah ain't bummy at school
I guess this rap shyt is a thing of the past
Took the ring off my finger sold the thing for some cash
The nice nikkas broke, then the rest get paid
Damn, look at the mess I made, the mess I made
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No! NO!! NO!!! Ruck couldnt have been broke, he stayed grindin.