And i could see you coming home after work late
And come to find out my dad was in a different state
My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,
Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem
I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet
Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit
So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would
Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put
My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
I used to eat more than my actual hunger
Through the years tryin to stack a little green
Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean
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