Feeling myself, alone and dealt I ask for no help..
Fresh off a shelf..enemies know me for stealth..
Lyricist no wealth, I was born to do this,
But screw this, I'm the shit, u the lighter im the Flint..
I make this work, you just a twerp,
I use to turbo tax peoples taxes for work,
White collar, green dollers, big ballers..
Living like a true life shot caller..
Call it what u want, origin of the streets..
Liars talk bullshit, horrible to speak..