Rap Game Fucked Up

[Produced by B Wheezy] [Intro] Rap fucked up so we in the trap Rap fucked up so we in the hood Rap fucked up on the interstate [Hook] From interstate to riches From bustin' swishers and bitches From the blood to the kitchen I'm a real nigga, ain't no switching Don't talk, just listen Pussy boy you might learn somethin' Dumb young niggas gon' burn something I've been off the road tryna earn something [Verse ] Rap fucked up, back in the trenches Throwin' chopsticks, I'm a fuckin' menace Serving bags of gas Scooter got them chickens Project buildings, serving all attendants Show money slow, back to robbin' niggas Taking rappers' chains and their watches niggas Waka Flocka, nigga [?] my father's figure, I'm a Pyru nigga Came up, shorty kickin doors Word on the streets you got the work Don't cooperate, how we operate Put 'em on a shirt, drop his top like a 'vert Hot Boy like Turk Pop a nigga like a Perc Old school with the vert [Hook] [Verse 2] You a petty nigga, type to snatch a purse Made six hundred bands from just selling merch Don't run them bands, shots gon' disperse Dark Caravan filled up with work Made a million dollars off of rappin' Made a million dollars off of trappin' Made another quarter million off of cappin' Really catchin' plays, y'all just ball cappin' I was in the streets while y'all rappin' Hit a lick for a set, aw man Plenty sticks like a log cabin Pistol whip a nigga til his jaw fractions Get my young niggas all the work They gon' help me get it all faster Ain't no talkin', bitch we all action Fifty pistols bitch, we all packing Been gettin' it since small Jacksons Flipping pounds like an acrobat Bust em down into small fractions Thank you lord for this large mansion If your daddy snitchin', you was born a rat Pockets on E, I got the format Lay 'em down like a floor mat And if I rap about it, bitch I mean that [Hook] [Outro] Rap fucked up so we in the trap Rap fucked up so we in the hood Rap fucked up on the interstate