Yeah, I'ma keep it real on this one. Ghetto boys shit mm
Can't let these niggas take me out the streets, I'ma father
Bitch I got a son I love, and a daughter
My kids gon' show the same love if I ain't have a dollar
Yeah, I'ma keep it real on this one. Ghetto boys shit mm
Can't let these niggas take me out the streets, I'ma father
Bitch I got a son I love, and a daughter
My kids gon' show the same love if I ain't have a dollar
Niggas pure bums and they hurt, they tryna ask for dollars
I done helped a lot of niggas out, and ain't brag about it
Watch a nigga switch up for the pap', I just laugh about it
Fuck friends all that shit fake, they won't crash about me
This k shit got me, I don't even wanna be with [?]
You wasn't fuckin' with me when I was broke, so don't ask for nada
Had a white boy buyin' dope that looked like Frank Sinatra
Whoever knew a measly forty cell would get some years out me
But I gotta stay strong for my son, ain't no tears drop
Shit, at least I ain't goin' in broke, that's the real problem
Still takin' care of the fam when I'm gone, yeah I still got it
Money don't mean shit, really it's the respect for me
Cause I'd trade in all this money just to see [?] in jail at least
Shit, at least he still alive, tried to help my nigga out
He back stabbed me, at least I still tried
That nigga shot at me a bullet ain't touch me, but he still died
Still askin' God why the fuck I gotta do a real five
But my right hand got twenty eight years, it's just a lil' time
This case changed my life just showin' me it's a real god
I know I seem to be alive, but I died on the inside
No weak blood nigga, I don't even cry on the inside
This the life I signed up for, so I can't be mad
Last involvement on the case with more years, I can't be a rat
Made a quarter mill' 'fore I went in, and went to sleep fast
Shit I know my family took care of, I went to sleep glad
This the last call and my bitch ain't answer, went to sleep mad
All I'm thinkin' is my head is high
All I'm thinkin' in my head is I'll be back
When them bitches let me out, If a nigga harm my family, I'll be back
I was two days old and got adopted, I got three dads
Used to want a Jeep when I was broke, I went and bought that Cherokee fast
Ridin' around givin' knowledge out, it's just me and Cass
Gotta leave my son life for a minute, he gon' be mad
Mad as hell, I wish I had on a mother fuckin' ski mask
I'm only facin' forty four months, it's gon' be fast
You the type of nigga get a DUI and tell, with yo' weak ass
When you locked up you appreciate little shit, like the green grass
High as hell sleepin' like a bear, in my green bed
Thousand pills hid under the chair, that's a bean bag
Pops like why you drinkin' all this lean? I'm a fiend dad
But who woulda ever thought I'd touch a hundred k clean cash?