Once as a slave who imagined being free
Now i'm missin my family
I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her
Man i just lost my temper
Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
See i grew up in new orleans, l.a., with my family,
Hopin' that my niggas see
Or even near to my family
If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back
I wonder why my family always did that
And even if i do i know my momma gon be well
I want to put my family through the same hell
Of opponents, witness what i'm showing
I lost my girl because i wouldnt stop smoking,
His sickening accusations, i fucking lost my patience
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
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