Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back
Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,
When i grew up i was like "whatever"
Not to give me stress and add to pressure
Took me a while just to write those
I remember when i was a snot nose
Sister died before i was born i am the mothafucka that survived
Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about
That was back there when i was wallen out.
I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread
Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet
Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head
And my dad do quick pumps, i was sure she was dead.
And started listening when i was six
She on media take out, but don't take out her kids
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