Lyrics:
close my eyes
And pretend this allows me to hide
Daddy, daddy, why are you sleeping
When I need you by my side?
Why did we start this journey
When we
Now I what I found truly love
Proving those wrong who ever-ever-ever doubted this
2 albums in one year 10 singles I counted it
Working every day so I
daddy miss you
But I gotta rock this tour and get this mortgage
Smile for us mama, damn you show supportive
So make sure I'm cleared, no distortion
I
and better I got a putting together
Letter after letter so Daddy said, "Ooo, you better get it!"
So I hit fourth grade, said, "Forget a mixtape!
In Coming
mybroe
I bring life to the booth
Kill a mic when I recite the truth, ja
MC by trade
I let my rhyme play
From Saturday to Friday
I have to do it my way
Step
the room
I guess we'll both find out, album coming soon
Yeah
And by the way, I'm the best up out my city and I know I am
I woke up 4AM
Just to tell you
If Young Metro don't trust you I'mma shoot you
Last night took an L, but tonight I bounce back
Wake up every morning, by the night, I count
[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do
Every Single Bitch y'all
From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X
can miss me with them problems
Right now that ain't what I'm on
Told my baby girl that
Daddy out here grinding be back home
And I told my baby
Boy I
And that’s what this album is all about, my “Ugly Struggle”
Let’s get it
It’s your boy Onah Paid
Written By: Ogede Paul Onah
souls that's locked in a bean
I speak for the angels with chopped off wings
[Chorus: x2]
All, you're all we got, you're all we got
All we got, all
down in the ten by fo', controllin the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy
of the top
Back at it with an album again
Trash nigga already know he gon flop
Everybody already know we gon win (Back at it)
Out of ten we an hundred and ten
When you're fourteen and drunk by ten a.m.
Tried to hide it from my mom and dad, all my friends said, straighten up
I just laughed, said, you don't
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
aiyyo X let me get 'em daddy - yo, yo, yo
U-N-T-O-U-C-H, A-B-L-E-S
Sheek the new Elliott Ness (no doubt)
Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block; two of the best
Hang
We about our Daddy Business
We will never mind our own
By His Grace we'll overcome
And sit with Jesus on the throne
One One One One
Eleven Eleven
Oh daddy, oh daddy here I am
I was bred by the hands of a guitar man
Moved to Mississippi when I was ten
Never gave a damn bout any ole man
All
the sheets with me
Hands down, can't nobody compete with me
I eat filet mignon, I'm a cash cow
I got ten million cash from my last album
I'm just waitin'
Laugh now, cry later as you look at the sun
If you live by the sword
You'll probably die by the gun
Laugh now, cry later
Why you hanging your head?
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