Lyrics:
one and only mother
Look we ain't doing bad in fact we doing good
I'ma make it with this rap we gon' make it out the hood
Put his hands on you I wish
I gotta white face
Tell me can you have black thoughts with a white face
I was brought up on this music taught by its influence
So much I never
I turnt to an addict
Turnt to a junkie my mama she see it too
Why would you change on me you know I needed you
I keep my brother with me cuz I know he
Leaving this earth to see where it come in
Ride by the pussy with nothing on my mind
R.I.P. Mac and you taught me to shine
You was there in my deepest
through it, right
And, I'll never forget it I had like eight rhyme books--he'll tell you, he'll tell you man
I just, I went through them motherfuckers I
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
a blood, shit, you better know me
Big homie gave me a gun and said, "It better be empty"
I was eleven years old with a motha'fuckin' 50
I got love for
love mah sister in Christ I love dearly she near to me close to mah heart and we’ve never made love I crave the love you can’t make up the kind you can’t
shorty, you love me
And I love you too
And I promise I'll be true to you
Go shawty, it's your birthday (Woo)
You made it just in time to hear my wordplay
waking up to see that I'm underrated
Now when I go back home I can tell me my momma
Momma I made it
And I know that it's my time, I just wanna make you
how it feels wanting your love like I do
Let's, give it a chance, don't pass it up, let me make love to you
(Till the morning)
Till the morning comes
wasn't made up
You better Mac, before you think I makeup
Wisdom in the mental, knowledge what I take up
Clock says my time is now, it's time to wake up
the stress I
Lived with till I decided
To try this rap shit for a living
I pray I'm forgiven
For every bad decision I made
Every sister I played
Cause I
down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
Hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive
You
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
good it's all love
Coz you'll reep what you sew
Cut me down still I rise
You can never stunt my growth
Hella humble and competitive
Coz I'm from down
We thuggin
357 My brother i love ya
Scream 8 11 for my nigga bubble
Yo Homie turn cold you can’t think nothing of it
Acting like you gone be ready
made me made me mad
By doing that it's like your trying to brag
What I didn't have
You made me see
How I'm so bloody lonely
My desperation for love
made it!
You fly out your lady, I fly out my ladies
Bitches can't front on the kid anymore, man they know what my name is
And if by chance she don't
sure you not missin' no payments
Now turn this shit down while I issue my statement
It needed a moment of silence, nigga we made it!
You fly out your
Still, in a room filled with holographic images
Crushin' information into powder, then I'm sniffin' it
Directly to my head, never sleep or use my bed
up from the bottom
Hey
Diary of a Hustla
Remember nights with no supper
No
Made it out from the struggle
Catching flights for the summer
Cause I
they prefer ginnals
You'll never sight me working in Lidl
You punks are sweet like
You're working with skittles
I'm back like I'm working with Bizzle
But
kicked in, I'm in the park fuckin' with sand
I made myself a plan, don't do no fuckin' plan
Work like the Navy, it move on my every command
I got some
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