You know me, I've always been one of them niggas who wanted my mom and my dad to be together so bad You know, but things just ain't work out that way Even though it ain't work out like that Like, I love my dad, you know, more than he know I done really laid in bushes with my dad, I'd You know, I'd do the same thing for my son My son ain't gotta be no gangsta though He ain't gotta be He can be whatever he wanna be, you know
Yeah, rich nigga, made it outta poverty I did everything I had to do, got where I gotta be I don't never foresee, no one's stopping me Got a whole lot of Glocks, ARs, and .762 shots with me I'm feeling kinda dangerous, don't you tame it my nigga Feel it in my soul, I'm gon' be the world's greatest, my nigga Like one of them ball playin' niggas Nigga, I love to hustle You can go and ask my family, bitch, I got it off the muscle From McChesney when "Nugget" he used to scuffle Or Sherman Park, I used to flip for dollars, I still got it in my duffle All that and a bag of chips, sour cream, Lays, ruffle Just 'cause I say I love you I don't trust you
Yeah, I done seen kings die at the throne I done seen niggas come and try to break inside my home I done been shot at just for putting names inside songs But best believe when we caught that nigga, we did 'em wrong
This some real life shit Get you real life hit I don't need no gold digger, need a real life bitch I don't tote no air-soft, I keep a real life stick And nigga I ain't no girl, I be staying out the mix
Will be king I hit my knees, bow to the lord, ask for forgiveness I done did bad things Nobody perfect, but I know the lord been watchin' me
Like to spin the block and hit a nigga, knock his dreads off Ain't from ATL but we blitzing shit like we red dogs Glock 4-5, I'ma give it to my security Just pass me that AK and I'll send a nigga where spirits be My son gotta eat Babymomma want that Benz Momma want her a new crib So it's time to move her again I say, fuck it, bitch it's nothin,' I got racks in the safe But if it all go downhill, she workin' back at sweepstakes
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