BITCH

Never had a father tell me how to live life

Had a stepfather tell me what he think is right

But seein how he doing its probably the worst advice

No modesty is in him, aint no word of the wise

being on my own Done opened my eyes

Don’t need no fucking body even partly

except my Moms and my side piece

Dressed like I spend money on me

Gon’ be smokin reggie yeah that’s

Unhealthy atleast I don’t purchase overpriced

I wish greatness to world or I’m ominous

Spread like I’m cancerous

Skate like I’m hazardous

Dangerous scandalous

Especially when I’m on the cannabis

Rollin up like high speeds

Chillin dissin looking for that cheese

Varieties you cant get yo hands on

Police looking at me wrong

Try and sobriety test me

Don’t give a fuck if society accept me

Dogs off the leash if you test me

Step up and lets see who u get to meet

And greet the lord son I’m on one

Leave the land of the normal

And ride with me shotgun see

What i be on son have em bobbin heads

Like when Bobby dropped the last one

I aint no gangster but I hold my own

Hands or gats if i feel attacked Brodie

Better have your back cuz I’m stepping

I roll alone reap profits on my own

And share it with the fam like it ain’t no joke

I’m repping what I done spoke

I know what it feel like to be broke

And work for 15 hours a day miles away

From home and not be paid for hours

At work fucking showers

But I’m balling like my whip foreign

And my shorty is exotic

All you dream of I got in my reach son

Preach son fuck if you king of the streets

I piss on your town and name and fame

So fucking lame people getting shot up

By children what is world that we live in

Hell baby and life is hard like fiddy said

It leave you scarred and battered and bruised