My first rap

i was late

Of course they all hate

Im washin off another plate

All dem niggas gonna hate

Hey yo, fuck losing weight

Love will have you stuck

The cool say i'm thug

That shit was wack as fuck

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Huh, i can't interpret her

Going broke, no sir

Said when i do dirt wit her

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

That damier bag i bought her

My records sell, yes sir

Poke out from behind her

I'd rather give her all i got for all the thanks she were

others ,i think im just a joke

like a cloud of smoke

Motivated just from being broke

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

New canvas she need a new stroke

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

that was my first rap,and was what i just spoke

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke