Dear Nate
I hope this aint a twist of fate
I apologize but you don’t gotta take it like a fish on bait
I ain’t hit you up in a minute yo
I haven’t seen you since you had the fro
I remember that time you shot that buck
We had to ride it back in a delivery truck
Now i’m tryin to go hard on this beat
So i can get some Nikes on my feet
Now i’m ‘bout to get in my zone
Cuz i’m runnin this game all on my own
I even went to Freetown
The water there was hella brown
Thats the capital of Sierra Leone
These rappers hear my flow and have a kidney stone
They like dogs I tell em fetch they go get a bone
Now i’m the face of this game, no Mario
I even got all the girls in barrio
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