Last Real Rappr

Mally, look, yeah, so many people they wanna be cool with me, I don't get it, I'm not perfect

I'm just tryna be the man I wanna be but I'm giving y'all headaches, always want me to

Talk when I do, y'all don't listen, how that work, y'all don't like my response cause I

Say the realest, when I feel like the worst, I'm just tryna be better, and I feel the romance

So I write her a letter, and you know look nice, told her get comfortable in the bed yea is fine

Love how she sound, she get good on the beat, she ask why you don't answer, been rapping all week

Why you nonchalant man I'm off of the tree, and if you got no motion, not hanging with me

Yeah, and she loving my vibe, every time she come over, she gone, have a story to go back and tell every time

Y'all niggas not really on mine, she was into the thugs but I rhyme

Yea I turned up a little I'm not in my prime, y'all bitches be dirt and y'all begging for dimes