Cash BFD - What I Relate To

When you on top that's what bring the hate through
You gotta make the money don't let it make you
And separate the real from the fake crew
I only rap about shit that I relate to
Guns money and drugs what I relate to
Sex hoes and cars what I relate to
I'm happy that I'm me and I ain't you
I only rap about shit that I relate to
Yo I used to fight a lot I'm the spar king
Until I picked up guns and started sparking
These rappers do a whole lot of talking
Ill out rap ya dog nigga I'm bar king
My man angel don't play with the shotty
So you niggas better get a vest for ya body
My Spanish niggas all ready for a Homi
Not rug rats when angel lick a Tommy
I'm tired of hearing all these niggas say they bang straps
I'm from the hood where they showed you how to sling crack
The same borough where ace had the caine at
I could make the butter disappear like the game tat
Ask em if they want beef they better say never
It could pop off for something tiny like Mayweather
Harlem nigga I'm always bout the cake
And my real niggas in the streets I know y'all could relate
When you on top that's what bring the hate through
You gotta make the money don't let it make you
And separate the real from the fake crew
I only rap about shit that I relate to
Guns money and drugs what I relate to
Sex hoes and cars what I relate to
I'm happy that im me and I ain't you
I only rap about shit that I relate to

Written by:
curtis little

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