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me daddy you the son
Want it all you can’t get none
From the slums you Brady bunch
Try to ride this wave and end up sunk
Mama told save the crumbs
Fuck

shotgun, that’s the semi cal
Girl you fucking with a winner now
Girl yo baby daddy better simmer down
I got some young niggas wild
Man he was talking foul,

I never needed nothing
What I want I take
Thas how you do it
Growin’ up in the bay
Raised by the village
Taught me stunt everyday 
No matter how you

the niggas that done doubt me, better stay the fuck from round me,
All the bitches claiming indie now they can't do good without me,
 I can do bad by myself, I

I remember Plotting,
Young nigga not a lot of options, 
16 around drugs and the dirty rockets,
Motivated by them dope boys in the projects, 
Who had

Why are you sittin' at home on the floor?
What kind of pills are you on?""
Ringin' the bell
And nobody's comin' to help
Your daddy lives by himself
He

Congratulations 
Ain′t Nothing Wrong With Being A Single Mom

You Gave Me A Chance
U Gave Me A Chanc
When That Ngga Left You Became My Daddy
So Im Your Biggest Fan

Bet you was killas in a past life y'all some vicious bitches
Was you daddy Attila Vlad Khan or Hitler
Y'all really hate me shake me y'all long or feedup

drippin' in my Michael Jays
Epa by the water, there's a small city
Convicted killers, Drug dealers and prostitutes
Some work some boost, birds chirp like

I watched my grandfather smoke himself to death
And I know my daddy still copes with a cigarette
I guess it ain't suicide
When you do it in slow

Sugar daddy yacht
From them pictures he imported
Yeah
Want that Gucci Prada more of it
Nice guy he's back home she's ignoring
Yeah
They fly you out

to Maintain Addicted to lines fuck the cocaine Another victory big daddy kane

Ain't no half stepping when the stage Is rap Setting
Time-line is full of begging

Ta foule se replie
On chante nos récit's
Baisse la fenêtre un peu comme drive by
J'rap pas j'travaille
J'tire pas j'rafale
Et là le public en raffole

"Daddy, I
Wanna be like you
So where's my bust down?"
Call her my lil' slut
She eyein' me down and tastin' snot now
Coke, yeah posted in my city
Treat me

ain't even stressing you
I'm tryna run up strips
Now her baby daddy mad because I one-up him
I got designer on my ass
Until the sun up bitch, ay
Don't

to be
To put up with my loved ones
I’ll be lit up like a Christmas tree 
By the time the turkeys' done

All I want this year is a 
Cocktail for Christmas

Yeah, young daddy young father
Father of Belle, baby I'm back
Yeah yeah yeahhhhhhhhh
Yeah I’m back hoe, got the capsule 
Go by Neo, this one a free

‘Cause my babies gotta eat, so complacent couldn’t stay
Ain’t no life preserver reaching all the way in these waves (I know that nothing’s there)
By

my type

You my type girl

Yeah

Didn’t know she was my type

You my type girl

Girl you my type

Honestly girl this could be our last

Time flying by

chains on
Baby, I'm not the right one you should wait on

Ain't no daddy issues, then I won't even bother
She say I kill her cat like I'm Luka Magnotta

they own vision Some peopLe see just what they give 'em
See that kNowLedge itseLF Is kNowing the True and Livin
Most be bLinded by weaLth Aint making

Got me a beam, left the Chevy, 
Mama was proud when i walked that stage, 
Nana cried when i got All As, 
Daddy cringed with pride, right by my side when

Daddy, where does the sun come from?

Here come the morning
Rise with the sunshine
Here come the morning (whoa)
Rise with the sunshine

As I

surrounded by movers
Turn all of you pussies to stone like Medusa
Yeah rocks boy
The only thing I'm playing with
Is them Glocks boy
The only thing she really