This is for the four fathers yeah the street authors
Better now A-R's in the cheap office
Rappers that never got sign but they keep offers
Bitches is way to find to keep off us
Gave her a handshake only for my man sake
She in her birthday suit cause of the damn cake
Now its crumbs all over the damn place
And she want me to cum over all over her damn face
No babies no babies need the money maybe
You should probably start a label
Lable money over niggas life crazy learn basics
Sip fuck up my liver heart to heart's what I deliver start seeing the bigger picture
If she see me she see we but I aint really seeing that
We on the matress mat I make her match and then I make her tap
I love to spit all the facts higher where the attic at?
I wreck the hoe I wreck the track now tell me can u handle that?
And if u can't handle that I grab the steering wheel
Blood and body parts laying on the window still
Joyriding with my nigga what a thrill
I got head when she bowed when she should've kneel
I slaughter new kids so u know im born to kill
I pack-a-punch a punchline its clutch time I know my mind is great when I write like great minds
I don't bypass I pass rap I'm back on my time
This is my momma shit I use to hear this through the walls in the hood when I was back on my pajama shit
Afro's and marijuana sticks seeds of the ganja had it popping like the sample that im rhyming with
This is my momma shit I use to hear this through the walls in the hood when I was back on my pajama shit
Afro's and marijuana sticks seed of the ganja had it poppin like the sample that im rhyming with this is my momma shit
Never go back moving forward on going
I cook the beat one time like an old foreman
You can't hold your own better build your own fort then
I'm back like my spine intacted with attack forces
Like they attacked justin they call me pearl harbor
Removing women children im cuttin up like barbers
They paper commin up shorter then Hitler's mustache and fuck the comforment we come to bust ass
Hold up when I roll up you know I roll one
She rolling she bout to show me all the shit hopefully
She want me she know my tone B she call me Tony
So lowkey I do it work it out until the morning
And when the night time come (hahahaha)
We take a flight young bruh (wooooooooo)
So just show some love (yeah)
Just lettin you know
This is my momma shit
I used to hear this through the walls back in the hood when I was back on my pajama shit
Afros and marijuana sticks seeds of the ganja had it poppin like the sample that I'm rhyming with
This is my momma shit I use to hear this through the walls in the hood when I was back on my pajama shit
Afro's and marijuana sticks seeds ofbthe ganja had it poppin like the sample that im rhyming with this is my momma shit
Don't
Don't rewind
Pleasssee don't
Don't rewind
So please don't