[Skit: Margs, Loons & Jordy]

What you sayin, we recording yeah?

Alright then

You pick me up

You are tuned in to If I couldn't rap, I wouldn’t rap (hmm)

I'm your host six-o plus your temptation, big Margs from the east side of the bridge

[?]

(Yeah I'm from where )

I am here, with the coldest co-host in co-host history (you know the rest)

(Yeah, look)

The boy Loons (you know the rest)

[Verse 1: Jordy & Loons]

I’m from where niggas don't make it, the chances slimmer than shady

But if I couldn't then I wouldn't, had me thinking I'm crazy

I tried show you my opinion, wanna hear Lil Baby (If I couldn't rap, I wouldn't rap)

My confidence is a stain that won't go away baby

The next day I went stu’ and went Durkio crazy

I should givе one of these flows away maybе

I rap raps like I’m wrapping up a stowaway baby

With all these castaways at the end of day tho ain't we

[Verse 2: Elt Cheekz]

Made a mixtape full of castaways, those ain’t free

Wonder why I did that, would've made them pay me

Cause it never takes too much to make them rate me

I bet it takes much less to make them hate me

And better yet, much less to make them snake me

Slipped, fell and bumped your head thinking that you could play me

They know jail got division like HD

Me and Jordy been twinning like Jimmy and Swae Lee

Black Beatles (Uh)

I drive past the jakes and ask bro to act legal

Nowadays I forget that I am legal

You know how long I've been riding dirty in this vehicle

You know how long I've been riding dirty with my people

Gang signs, hand signs like the church and the steeple

Wonder what could make them think they’re my equal

My life's been a movie, there will never be a sequel

[Chorus: Baby Cham & Jordy]

This is my story

One Two

My real ghetto story

Look (Uh)

[Verse 3: Jordy]

If you don't know my ting, you better learn my ting

I put on any beat and I attack it

This ain't adidas but I got stripes on my jacket

Please don't put no dibby-dibby rapper on my bracket

I know I got haters, I know they can't hack it

It's madness, they never make noise but they always make rackets

I got a plan B should the plan A vanish

If I can't sell tickets, then imma sell packets

I ain't gotta tell man I am sick no more

If you know, then you know, and if you don't, then that's your business

The distro's calling man asking for more business

They that know when I drop, it's coming like christmas

Big Jordy, fuck all them rappers there, they're big corny

I told a 'baby that's a sham, this is my story'

(My real Ghetto Story)

I told a baby I'm their dad, this is no Maury

I feel sorry for my haters because I know that they adore me

They'd love to insure me

[?] we don't fold, we don't bend, the only thing I love more than money is revenge

The only thing as heavy as my balls is my pen

Tell the label you don't need nobody like I'm Tems

Call me a jewellers the way I'm dropping gems

And if I drop my pride, then you know I hit an M

[Outro: Jordy & Elt Cheekz]

Rhyme like me, shine like me, but I ain't ever seen them on the grind like me

They don't put in work plus the overtime like me

So if cuzzy ain't the best, that means I might be

Rhyme like me, shine like me, but I ain't ever seen them on the grind like me

They don't put in work plus the overtime like me

So if cuzzy ain't the best, that means I might be

[Skit: Loons & Margs]

T-t-t-this one's fire

Big up Flat 10 the label, the business, the umbrella

Listen oy, black beatles, Crazy

(My real Ghetto Story)

[?]

If I couldn't rap, I wouldn't rap

Big up the dojo, it's the lab, the studio

No behaviour 'til the rasclart-