This is a song about "God lady"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Boy get off your so called little lady,

And its simple as that baby

So search hard till you find your lady,

But whos that lady im with? look again, thats your mom bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Regret the days i mistreated that lady

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Oh you're cray baby stands for crazy lady

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

But my lady say's different, when i'm with her tonight/