Ace of that ghetto

Wouldn't it be for the rap I'd be still trapped in a bubble wrap

If I wouldn't have been networking I'd never have hot bitches who're twerkin'

Never driving that range no not even the rover, made a policy change gotta win y'all over

Gotta holla to y'all I'm a storyteller tell her I write tales I'm an author, But I don't write for ya daughter

And if she ain't a kid you can bring her to me, came from the ghetto this my alma mater no one cooler than me

I got money I'm an entrepreneur bling on my fing err what can I do, Jacob The Jeweler run into the building you can't catch me but you can look up to

I'm worth more than your cars more than your lifes, because stars and bars is what I'm representin' since 2005

Change me you can't ,exhausted I ain't, accosted some chicks now I drive with no hands I gotta use my legs

cause this chick is in-between close the doors it's quarantine, check how I adjusted my queen

Now I turn up the jam I hear my songs hotter than benzine, your rhymes are blunted my content is better than your shit

Been a little inattentive and I rammed into some sorry baby , You're all just bloopers I'm expanding outstanding

You gotta understand I'm free I don't own shit to nobody, everybody wants something cash in hand or be the part of the troopers I'm commanding

On the other hand I don't give a fuck most of you are shit to me , I put y'all to the side while my chicks bent over my bentley