This song was along with all the others was produced by Montie Culo himself! He is a dedicated individual and is devoted to improve daily. Let him know what you think!
Lyrics
I'm contemplating the bad change in this rap game
it aint not rap game its a rap shame
And if you ask me these stupid nuecents talkin bout the clap game
Incriminating themselves
Sayin they packed man
Got them nines got them glocks got them aks
Or how they flippin them packs on racks to maintain
Then they wonderin why they in prison and they thinkin fuck the system
But they the ones put themselves in the predicament
Take it back to old school
With big and pac
When hip hop was real before them haters were quick to pop
In the club more panties than bodies drop
Nwa all we say is fuck the cops
Is getting complicated all these rappers are nominated to be greatness I cant understand why they are famous I got respect for them rappers who got soul like Kendrick and Cole who be talking about how the world became cold
Young MA she bring the rap game back
No disrespect to lil uzi or kodack black
Lil yatchie ya music dope but that aint rap
You mummbling
Now hip hop is crumbling
Now ya rythem is stumbling
Rumbling but now im coming in
To save the game
You got a chain and you think you stunnin
What the hell you say man that shit really aint fuckin funny q
But how can i hate cus im broke and all of yall got money
Now im encrypted I was born in 96
That makes 20 years of a youngin comin up and makin hits
I make real livin i dont gotta flip bricks
And hit licks
Ima keep spittin my image until i get rich
But ima stay respectful cus my momma told me to
Be a real man is what my paps had told me to do
Keep ya head up fuck friends just go and make a couple bands
No negotiations just pick a number no matter what it stands
On the phone think they boomin on the instagram
Taking pics and flicks
Never thought id picture this
Got them birds chirpin on twitter
Quote unquote real hittas full of glitter man go figure
Got them fake rappers talkin bout they made trappers
Talkin bout how they shooters or got shooters
Or how they from the hood the thug life is all that matters
But i understand it
When you from the hood you stay branded
Thinkin that you stranded
And your whole life has vanished
But you gotta see it from a vantage point
Boy you can manage
Dont hop on the band waggon fuck ya friends
Cus when it comes down to it who can you depend
I work for what i got i grind for this
And if it aint about the money i dont got time for it
Now theses haters actin funny
Stretch em out like im a bungee
Eat em up and fill my tummy cus a mo fucka hungry
Now i cant even say that im killin the game
Cus i aint even close to say im hittin the fame
But a youngin wants to do is try to make a change
But this shit is gettin stupid so fuck the rap game