You see my family wasn't poor, we had enough to live,
You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife
Enough to paint a picture, my true profession
Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
Enough to paint a picture, my true profession
May not make enough to get it
Living out of a homeless shit
To the reality that we die as soon as we're old enough/
And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches
I've enough problems to deal with
Enough to turn bond upside
Halfback toss to right
But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing
See if your man enough back to get to pushing,
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