STAIRWELL FREESTYLE

Lyrics

I really thought about not rappin' I mean, it crossed my mind a couple times But, fuck, it's easy money, that's not happenin' Who am I kiddin'? Walkin' 'round like I'm not top 10 in this And that's bein' modest I'm just bein' honest Ice cream for my daughters The stats say black men are absent fathers Not this one Shit, all these weekends I had to warm the bench on Money spent on, CashApp transact's sent from Q.M I would beg to differ Peace don't exist no more, it's only war Enough don't exist no more, it's always more This generation is way past laws Rich niggas make middle class feel poor Can't my car be cheaper than yours? Can I have a used whip and still pull whores? Hit the strip club, throw what I can afford Turn up with my motha fuckin' dawgs Look, you ain't no better 'cause you only fuck with rappers You only fuckin' with actors You still gettin' fuck backwards Unless you fuck with dude on his own merit Or not the way he dribble a ball or draw lyrics Jigga said it better than me That's a reference, not a bite Your opinion is so irrelevent to my life [?] what it is [?] for the kids Sun Chips at the crib Stairway to heaven, you feel me? You dig? *laughter*