Durand the Rapper - Exposed

My daddy ain't make no sucker
My mama ain't raise no hoe
I know I ain't ever been shit
That's why I got it on my clothes
Broke nigga just wanna get paid
I'm tryna do it without selling my soul
I wanna see the real niggas succeed
And I hope all the fake get exposed
My daddy ain't make no sucker
My mama ain't raise no hoe
I know I ain't ever been shit
That's why I got it on my clothes
Broke nigga just wanna get paid
I'm tryna do it without selling my soul
I wanna see the real niggas succeed
And I hope all the fake get exposed
What's good its Durand the Rapper
You mention my name ima have to clap ya
Wont be my first time having to slap a cracker
I don't care you can bring all of yo MAGA back up
You wanna come out to play ask yo master
I ain't ever been scared of none of you rapping actors
When I body you there ain't gonna be no laughter after
Tryna beat me is like tryna catch a raptor
I never been the type to socialize
I stay to myself in the darkness like a ghost at night
Don't fuck wit me I got a soldier mind
And ima hold the line
Until I kill all the foes of mine
You can never find a colder grind
I think I'm living in the golden times
These bitches say a nigga so divine
They wanna chill kick it and roll the pine
But I'm only fuckin her toes are fine
Man let me stop cuz I love my bitch
Cuz she ain't ever gave a fuck about what's on my wrist
You might die if touch my chick
I knew that we was gonna get married ever since the first time that she sucked my dick
Neck so good it'll have a nigga leaving all them hoes alone
And have a nigga changing vocal tones
My bitch always ready to catch it when I throw the bone
And she be lookin at the camera when I hold the phone
I swear to god ima legend
Ima keep telling you peasants
Until you all get the message
You better bow down in my presence
In my music's the only time they'll ever get a confession
And don't you ever try to question if I deal wit depression
If you a fan you should know what it is
I don't really wanna go into this
Panic attacks will have you feeling like a hoe and a bitch
Only time I ever feel better is when I'm drinking and smoking stroking my bitch
I'm just a broke nigga tryna get through life
And I ever been scared to do life
Sometimes I just wanna say screw life
But I wouldn't give shit for a new life
Don't try to compare me to niggas I ain't them
Leave me the fuck alone go and degrade them
Oh my god he's tryna be just like Joyner
All these fucking trolls who say it hate them
I been doin this since elephant in the sand
Nobody ever gave a nigga a lending hand
Its cool I get it nobody really give a damn
But if I would of blew up first you'd call him Durand
This industry made it cool for niggas to tattle
I'm a leader I cant follow the cattle
I was trained to go ready for battle
Ill be damned if I live in another niggas shadow
My daddy ain't make no sucker
My mama ain't raise no hoe
I know I ain't ever been shit
That's why I got it on my clothes
Broke nigga just wanna get paid
I'm tryna do it without selling my soul
I wanna see the real niggas succeed
And I hope all the fake get exposed
My daddy ain't make no sucker
My mama ain't raise no hoe
I know I ain't ever been shit
That's why I got it on my clothes
Broke nigga just wanna get paid
I'm tryna do it without selling my soul
I wanna see the real niggas succeed
And I hope all the fake get exposed

Written by:
Frederick Robertson Jr.

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