this my letter to the rap game hip hop i m a product of the trap mane crack came i didn t know how to act mane i did what i had to do when the pack came this is my letter to the rap game hip hop i m a product of the trap mane crack came i didn t know how to act mane i did what i had to do when the pack came chef what s happenin ghost what s up wu tang clan they ain t nothin to fuck wait 2 chainz ain t nothing to fuck with need search warrants cause these niggas is suspects all i talk is money so chainz is the subject this is my letter to the rap game hip hop i m a product of the trap mane crack came i didn t know how to act mane i did what i had to do when the pack came came in this motherfucker hundred grand strong two to be exact grinding the kush pact ride with the roof back live with a suit act killing em so i am dying my suit black dear rap game you are ill homie having me thinking we were gon make some real money came from the streets i m a beast capiche like my dick in the mailbox when the bills come oh and hey rap game the real coming the way i m murking these niggas hope your will coming and when you re numb it s kind of hard to feel something i m the type to get rich and still hustle yeah and before i leave let me say this play this have my niggas dead or in jail like asics face it back to the basics 2 chainz on them bitches looking like vegas the greatest this is my letter to the rap game hip hop i m a product of the trap mane crack came i didn t know how to act mane i did what i had to do when the pack came  my worlds coming to an end speaking philosophical six s on the coupe when they said it was impossible got the type of guns to make the city feel uncomfortable and we breaking bricks down till the last molecule cherish the horizon sun blessed party hey thinking bout this business and it s time that i gave away trying to make a plan today niggas on there way locked in confinement gotta learn to levitate and on the inside my instinct i survive all i got left is pride touchdown i ma ride i was raised as a boss damn i let a nigga take me off and let him tell josh that his pops was soft motherfucker this is my letter to the rap game hip hop i m a product of the trap mane crack came i didn t know how to act mane i did what i had to do when the pack came rocking blood diamonds cooling in the hood with the goonies gambling and scrambling trying to buy us some gucci s it s a movie made regardless my crooks is the hardest buying crazy pots and pans stay in apartments yo bank roll was all we ever needed while niggas was weeded playing spades pumping crack in adidas just fly young with heart i sift in the park then made sales blazed a few shells yeah fuck who you are guns on us i make you cry like onions come through stay in your lane peep the name we done this i was legend then now my paper stretching yeah that s him gold aston rocking glasses high class actress villas movie making gorillas the willas the guest star gun fights squeeze on the squealers don t come near me nigga if you don t got no money fear me matter fact move it ya hear me 2