See, all my life I've been friends with thugs
I never did judge 'cause my momma sold drugs
By the age of five, I could hold a beer buzz
All I wanna do is show love to my boys
In the ada crown fit from the d
Working so hard, bitch, you can't go to sleep
Got the same clothes that you rock for three days
Hitting traps like a prophet for beats sake
To the single mothers in the kitchen still cooking
No trial when child won't be mercy shot, still looking
If you don't, who the real?
Not daddy 'cause their momma's not here
So stop asking for the pennies and the hand-me-outs
You gotta look at life and get it without any doubts
Only a coward has to rob and pull a semi out
Just to open the garage and pull a henny out, they ain't big
I never did judge 'cause my momma sold drugs
By the age of five, I could hold a beer buzz
All I wanna do is show love to my boys
In the ada crown fit from the d
Working so hard, bitch, you can't go to sleep
Got the same clothes that you rock for three days
Hitting traps like a prophet for beats sake
To the single mothers in the kitchen still cooking
No trial when child won't be mercy shot, still looking
If you don't, who the real?
Not daddy 'cause their momma's not here
So stop asking for the pennies and the hand-me-outs
You gotta look at life and get it without any doubts
Only a coward has to rob and pull a semi out
Just to open the garage and pull a henny out, they ain't big
I crack the top and put the fifth out
I wanna run around the whole wide world
Just me and my girl, just me and my girl
I got a cup full of that honey brown
I wanna drank it with the whole wide world
Just me and my girl, just me and my girl
All my life I've been friends with thugs
I never did judge 'cause my momma sold drugs
By the age of five I could hold a beer buzz
All I wanna do is show love to my boys
Rocking marzio big trucks, pimps kiss
Waking up before the sun rise getting hitched
You got them babies that you gotta feed for christ sake
Put them eighteen wheels on the highway
I'mma do it for the country bucks, right
Got a problem with somebody then fight
Don't be a homie, win some, lose some
Just make sure you make it to the house when it's done
Respect outlives any hollow tip
Prada get you killed, better learn how to swallow, kid
To the rappers on the planet out dreaming
Learn how to write a record, homie, stop scheming
Nobody cares about you pockets with no mic's on
Don't be blind to yourself, there might gonna be a pipe bomb
Fake haters like snails to the salt
In the nail to one cup, will somebody turn the lights on?
I crack the top and put the fifth out
I wanna run around the whole wide world
Just me and my girl, just me and my girl
I got a cup full of that honey brown
I wanna drank it with the whole wide world
Just me and my girl, just me and my girl
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