I’m Tupac lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch, I'M TUPAC MOTHAf*ckAS AND Y'ALL NEED TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT, IT'S REAL RECOGNIZE REAL HOW THE f*ck Y'ALL AIN'T RECOGNIZE ME, FAKE ASS n*ggAS

[Hook]
b*tch I'm Tupac, hell naw I never left
Fashion Show Mall, Ten bands I done spent
$400 for the Gucci, thats like half your rent
You say you be ballin', but you don't even have a cent
I been in Cuba I been chilling at the trap
Weak sh*t on the radio, I had to come back
Drake, Nicki, and Wayne, them n*ggas is crap
Especially Young Thug, that faggot is wack

[Verse 1]
It's Ya Boi 2Pac and I had to come back cause these mothaf*ckas is trash I f*ckin swear I'ma leave em working at Mickey D's
And if they want money, they gon' have to lick on deez
Nuts, aye, aye shoutout Welven Da Great
I had to come back, this music is trash
Everytime I listen to Iggy, I get a rash
f*ck Soulja Boy, he ain't about that life
He sucking on di*k, to afford studio time
Rest in Peace Biggie, that was my n*gga
When I find his killer, I'ma pull the trigger
Of the 44, today I'm 44
Kick In The Door, And kill your hoe
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[Verse 2]
If you beat women, you a lil' b*tch
I don't care who you are, even if you're rich
Floyd Mayweather, hit your opponents not your wife
I don't care if you got money you don't have my respect
Shoutout Lil B, I f*ck with the b*tch mob
Thank you for keeping my legacy alive
Let's make a mixtape bruh, let's collab
I ain't playing bruh, hit my line
We gotta kill the game, gotta do it for Biggie
And we can get rid, of that trash ass Iggy
Lebron think he the best, he silly
When he said that bullsh*t, I was like n*gga really

[Hook]