I'm a sire from the game, if you fake then live Cause none of this shit I spit will be make believe I got signed a job back in 93, Waas one of the only rappers who would rhyme for free What the fuck with electro my man dante ross But that was made new york like picante sauce I wanted to my own shit, real youngin some grown shit Rappin at the yabbin, yep, it kept my phone lid Me, my shorts, spread love and price poetry Ab nos know that nobody can flow with me Except pep, so we pass the mike Back and forth, I have the night To cast these whores Somebody better sign me in ... Before I turn to an imminent threat and squash your whole raster See I'm a rap type of monster But I wouldn't sign and ship, less I was seeing some change Jaw sent out sophia in trying And my niggas was like go and see maine She was thinking at the nico, the whole kill the sf We hooked up and kicked it all week yo She signed me, and left me dead Doodle took the drive was jeffrey sleds I used to get em open daily yo This was back when christ lighty was still working radio Them was my baby years, and I was like hell yeah, I done made it here But they made it clear, young man about to drop a jaded tear Just might broke into a father figure Just might broke into a father figure
Now when dive drive you, I can barely survive papi Fall in the sewers and only sold 5 copies Really bought a hundred thousands, but now this after I done spent half a million and have some children So it's back to the block, another sold facts on the rocks They got me feeding my baby girls, jack in the box Hit in the pawn shop, cause I spent a rack on a watch Everybody know that my deal was through That's when a few good dudes I started to mill you Now that's evil on the turf and there's good will too But now you know how niggas in the hood will do I said fuck depression, turn my life into a constructive lesson For ducky catching Just might broke into a father figure Just might broke into a father figure
But to think about it, it ain't no punking me I made a company, offer 2 bumping beats Now we independent, first album, over 100000 Times 10 nigga, provided by 25% that we was given by distributors We no longer fuck with So that's 750 for 7 cats to break up, that ain't shit Let's make that cake up, move another 100 with that both size of the brain Not like 50 getting change from both sides of the game While I play joint, another hundred + This rap crew wanted with us, no not them, no no We spying them, living legends, we put em on like condoms And little brother, y'all doing they first tour Now I'm calling big dog to see what I can get a verse for Don't get it, twitt it, these all my niggas But I'm casual, hip hop father figure Just might broke into a father figure Just might broke into a father figure.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
