Lyrics:
good shit
The type of chick you get with that really good shit
Mommy got them niggas goin crazy for the ass
Call me fast, make a dash, get a nigga for
tell me what it's gon' be
Young nigga chop it up 223
Come to the D, don't hit OGs
And my advice is stay low-key
Bitch we great, bitch we great,
Buck, buck, buck, buck 'cause I don't play clown (ooh)
Buck, buck, buck
Take that with you on the way down (kyuh)
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
of the time and I don't get no sleep
Don't get me confused with just any other Chad
I'm a freak and unique and all them other boys can stay mad
My time here is
wondered why
And he said, "Clerie, we're not going to make it home,"
And Mommy put the shoes on me
And Daddy took off running and run all the way ahead
impressed by some, others don't hold water
Some of y'all new rappers are my sons and daughters
That's why Mommy's Home and I got my belt
You gon' feel this
A while since we're both alone
We got to talkin' and I asked her
Why she was there by herself
"Well my mommy never used to leave
Me by myself at night
But
pain
"Daddy, look what I made"
"Dad's gotta go catch a plane"
"Daddy where's mommy?
I can't find mommy, where is she?"
"I don't know, go play,
to see, to feel, or hear
My questions need an answer or a vacuum will appear"
Don't be surprised if they turn and walk away
And tell your mommy and daddy
, "Why daddy don't love me?
Why is we so poor?, Why is life so ugly?
Mommy why is your eyes puffy?"
Please don't cry everything'll be alright
I know
pain
"Daddy, look what I made"
"Dad's gotta go catch a plane"
"Daddy where's mommy?
I can't find mommy, where is she?"
"I don't know, go play,
me
Promise me you'll never leave me
Even though my daddy, you know he blacker than the street
With a fist to match, more solid than concrete
Tell
a nigga love to get buck wild
Pow come fuck with me now (now, now)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my
hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I'm
down, shot me down, shot me down
That's all right (buck, buck) I don't die
That's why a nigga ride 'round with a weapon
Better that than me lyin'
hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I'm
yo!
I will see you in my next bloody flow.
That's right!
But mommy, don't cry.
Daddy, don't lie.
This is why!
‘Cause every time I'm leaving, it seems
Her blood didn't either
No gunman I stay with the 120 buck but the shit ain't a muhfuckin heater
Break in the window and baby starts running
Sharpen my
lonely even though
I stay with homies
But, damn, I can't wait to get out California
Floating by my lonely with some
Money just to hold me
I don't trust
to love
You say you don't trust me, I wouldn't either, whoa (buck, buck, buck)
I had to move back at home, my mama was heated (buck, buck, buck)
I lock
I ever knew
Ima be a better you
Who's your daddy
You're not really dead at least not yet
Take Me
Have I become my 90's dad?
Too scared to (Fall in
Daddy shootin' Craps tryna win a pair of shoes
I been growin' my hair 'bout to let mommy twist it
Out wildin' with my friends even got myself a biscuit
definition of step pops
My shit is real, my shit is raw
My shit is authentic
And you can't spell "bars" without
Puttin' that "Ars" in it
Y'all niggas hear me
ocean
Dryer, fold, niggas scolded
We go up in this bitch and get lit like a stove
Call me up but just don't drop it on my Rick Owens
Owens (Owens
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