My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
As soon as i walk in the door
They ask me what i do it for
Im greedy when i eat, so my momma always late,
No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight
I wasn't ready for the impact it would do.
For a brick or two, really put an end to you
I gotta do it for my people that survived the famine
Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been
Cant wait for the day where i can wake up and say "look momma we made it"
Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket
While scheming on hits
I do it for the classics
And you ain't gotta go to war
They ask me what i do it for
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