This is a song about "Baby dont leave"

Until i'mma gonei bust on bad boy middle finger to da bratdon't get your young ass smacked

Believe me baby i really really would, i leave in the morning my things are already packed,

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

But go ahead and leave this baby on the corner all alone

Well you gotta know baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Like being garbage some type of disease

Background leave me in the dark leave

I got to be your baby

But five years from now i bet she see