Rapping My Specialty Lyrics

I keep my silence and let the money talk

Ain't nothing sweet about the streets this no honey comb

For my kids and the bands what you rapping for

If that's the question guess I answered ho

Front line where am at what you tweaking

for

They tried to block never knew what they sitting on

Look around being real that it's pretty low

Been elite shout out Breezy real bigalo

Stick talk peep the waist I got no stick

Truth talk for my kids I might cop that shit

Imma die for mines as I proceed

None is better than this hommie can't we all see

Call her wifey cause shawty makes me complete

From the eyes it's so clear they wanna off me

Consider 6 zeros before you offer me

Real estates then a home that's in overseas