Randy P - May

Crabs in a barrel, niggas is hoping you fail
Notice
My train of thought is focused, won't just fall off the rails
Ugh
Know when I'm better, so I just distance myself
Yo
I'm tryna save the culture without losing myself
Fuck em like ugh
Let em burn like the Henny when it hit my liver
The last time I rapped some bullshit, I can't remember
All my favorite rappers not my favorites for long
They change my life with they songs
One minute, poof then they gone
I'm talking
30 for 30 niggas is worried a lot
Surely they're sure to get buried, my words are seeds in a pot
I see no reason to stop
I'm tryna see what they got
Shoutout to Cole, KRIT, and Wale hope we meet at the top

Real niggas gon feel this shit
I'm talking ugh
Lil nigga but I'm ill as shit
I'm talking ugh
Tell niggas come and hear this shit
If anybody's hating, tell em here's my dick

Fuck em all i got it
Never been wrong about it
Sling dope straight through your speakers, go tell the law about it
Pussy niggas hating, but me? Never been soft about it
Niggas like buns to the beef, you niggas soft around it
Believe the streets never needed police
They just reach the piece from under the seat
Then mmm deceased
Where my hero's been at lately
Maaannn half of them act crazy
Met a TV star and then had babies
Yeah they made some albums but them shits sounded mad lazy
Used to have soul like in Bag Lady
Man I ain't mean to freestyle with that
But God damn, c'mon, miss when my heroes would rap

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Randy P

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