On they car note to go to the club
Nigga had a bad day, throw it up
This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches
To bad dummy you ain't got skills to back it up with
And a bad one with two degrees
Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice
I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches
Papa said that i did not have a mother or a father to spend time with
Maintaining my modest modest as i dream
Growing up is tough especially when your a teen.
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
I'll rape a beat like a fucked up step father
All we need is convienient love
Growing up as a kid, life can be tough
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