Lyrics:
grown but the little boy is still in me
We discuss monogamy polygamy the odds of probability
Your momma ain't feeling me it stung like a killer bee
needs a win
My pride isn't written
I might be offended by my intuition
How do I piss myself off
Listen
I'm just a guest in the house of rap but I pay rent
Strap them kids in, give 'em a lil bit of vodka
In a cherry Coke, we're goin to Oklahoma
To the family reunion for the first time in years
It's up
Strap them kids in, give 'em a lil bit of vodka
In a cherry Coke, we're goin to Oklahoma
To the family reunion for the first time in years
It's up
all my mistakes
Look me in my face homeboy, you see grace
Still unashamed, just in a new space
I'm just a little more humble now
I'm just a little
bitty little boy
Little critter gonna get a little bit of pitty points
Smoking joints though
My cousins and my sisters busy living in the city
Getting
the squeeze
But month by month I feel a change in the breeze
So start moving on make your own history
Now if you want me to boil it down
All you cynical
the squeeze
But month by month I feel a change in the breeze
So start moving on make your own history
Now if you want me to boil it down
All you cynical
did me a favor She ain't did shit for me
Not Special Ed but got it made just a little bit
Not wealthy but gettin' paid just a little bit
Wit' money
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out
to decimate the dark, nuclear rain to set us aflame
Obscured by a curtain of venom from space in the name of science
Fall to your knees, pray to a last
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Get it
Little bit blessed little privileged
on day given me a callin’
I’m done fallin’
So I could take off, fly off
Get a little bit of step in my walk
Swear the little kids beggin’ for more
Cover me I'm going in
Kill spray everything
Jaws lock tight
Like methamphetamine
PCP when I'm
On this beat
Pulling out flesh
When I floss my teeth
I
a little kid
Issues with my anger and it's hidden in the sediment
Bathing in my pride and I'm riddled in the precedents
You caught me going through
Mic, mic, mic
Yeah we good now
Turn the vocals down a little bit, just a little bit
I want it loud
Here's my moment of clarity
I've been
enough about you and me
How's my little son
Hmm, he ever ask about me
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket
If I could
enough about you and me
How's my little son
Hmm, he ever ask about me
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket
If I could
But now I feel I got a chance to kind of make things up to you a little bit
Heh, enough about you and me
How's my little son
Hmm, he ever ask about me
just last
Verse 2:
Now that we’re here
Eyes on the prize
A passer-by
Had caught my eye
Gave me a look
That woke my pride
I realized
I could be
ain't heard before
Then me P Money and Dirty came and turned it into a nuclear war
After the show jump on the tour bus,
A little bit of brandy, a little
G's
I love Cali like I love women
'Cause every nigga in L.A got a little bit of thug in him
We might fight amongst each other, but I promise you this
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