But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route
(what up dad?) do you remember the birthdays you missed out?
I hate to pop your bubble but what would reduce you to rubble
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
No matter what you say you will still find the hate
Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid
See, i'm second to no one
Say what? you thought that i was done?
But here's news for you fucker that cannot be done
I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children
I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundry mat, i got your back
Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
Hate is what you release, and thats what i feed
Cus if your love was all i had
Well its between you and dad
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