[Hook] Why, swisha, you couldn't tell me? Why, so, could you tell me? Why(make it so hard to love) Could you tell me?
I'm Big Relic, grand pimp style five Kids, four baby mothers ... same chick Their my oldest and my youngest, a baller Living at mom's crib, top the Range with a tint Get the rims next week, 'cause see? I got priorities In order. I never graduated, never tried to I only aspire to the keys that the women want me To ascribe to, tell me, what I need with retirement? Or pension? The only thing the measure of a man Is the luxury to can't stop it My pah rained with all I gotta do is take him shopping Settle down and commitment, nah, that ain't an option A little ... but I can still manage 'Cause my gift for gab wth the games is like a PSP An analist, yep, independent woman, ...
[Hook] Why, swisha, you couldn't tell me? Why, so, could you tell me? Why(make it so hard to love) Could you tell me?
Put the promises in tins and label 'em Part of the plan, try to understand why the father Wasn't there to hold the hand. And he ran like a father did Rolled the stone, tipped down on the kid Before we got to see him in his crib Change of style, spit up on his bed Thinking what's next? Running from the Gleck? Starring at his son with regret Feeling he is set back, more problems Want to beat ..., he got the same mind as his father Now he learning from a girl how to bag a baller Payday, scholar searching for a dollar in a man's pocket Use the body for profit Can't afford to stop it No love, save the drama, lift the kid Bring us along to call her mamma He confused with all this bad news and Why she gotta choose his shoes over his tie Guess little man out of sight But more in the case I get blind Make your heart the legga, make your heart the legga
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