My first sont

Aren't you somethin', an originalForever i ain't run yet and i never willRiding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubbleDdd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzleJust intentions to impress you, if capableGot to the end of the tunnelI put you on that pedestalRack city, rack city she need a shovelShout out them strippers who hustleI got rich from a little struggleI'm like roots, you a new shovelWith that block that you chop and the rocks as usualYeah come holla at your uncleFumble or you crumble, get murked on the humbleI think that i finally reached the pinnacleOf finding myself as an individualDon’t wanna have me then somebody willAnd be you, that's when it sounds beautifulA criminal grind mean hustleDon’t you ever get too comfortableI'm just trying to make my dollars double//From my location in space, a sphere covered in rubbleI'm a royalty nominee going all out on sheer willWhoops i guess i forgot to be subtleI can respect the hustleAlways ready to lend a hand to anyone in trouble.No matter how hard it gets, i willReaping the humans of leaps of good willAlthough at this time you may feel invisibleBeing a father grand father and an uncle,