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[Intro] Shit, that be saying we too old to rap, huh? That's funny You look at these other cultures They be touring 'til they like 80 years old, and they royalty You look at us, well They'll tell you we washed up in our late 20s Let's talk about it [Verse] This industry'll do you dirty, then slowly you done They laughing 'cause I'm over 30, but so is my gun Bitch I'm balling, imagine Jordan and Kobe as one Shit I'm GOAT, Usain Bolt with a glorious run Uh, people swear after 40 you finished Jordan scored more when he got older, you saw the percentage Percy Miller, No Limit soldier, that's pure independence I'm preaching from the pulpit like the Lord has intented Listen, fuck the exposure, I get the cheddar How dare a nigga try to say I got older, I'm getting better I had to get my composure, I'm sick as ever Body every rapper name on ya folder, you pick the letter, nigga Before you hate make sure that you know ya history We played out by 38, rock stars be over 60 If it's dope then it's dope, I'm great, don't restrict me OG can still hold up his weight, Oprah Winfrey, wooo! Fuck punching a clock, pushing a broom I came up, shit I suffered a lot, I shook up the room I'm killing features, I butchered the block, I'm booked up 'til June Caterpillar transformin, they overlooked my cocoon Listen, I been blowing up in the mix How I ain't young enough to rap, but I'm old enough to get rich? I give you facts while I'm rolling up, getting lit Nigga, every rap anemic, I'm cold enough to get sick, wooo! Far as rappers, one of the greatest It's the reason Marshall Mathers call me one of his favorites Fuck a album, I drop the wonderful playlist Everybody think they sick, but ain't got nothing contagious, nigga See this is the difference between us You judge age, I judge you by the strength of your genius Listen, what can I say? But niggas is demons You praise the freshmen everyday, but you shit on the seniors That's facts... [Outro] See I don't like what they try and do They take our OGs, and they make them extinct Meanwhile they culture carry on forever They kids kids eat off they shit By the time we 30 They looking at you like, what you even rapping for You got me fucked up I'm one of the nicest alive, nigga Beautiful Payne
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- RJ Payne