This is a song about "I want my baby back"

Sign on my dick that say

I want to live my way

Baby your my dream come true i really want

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

Baby if you want my love

It's just textbook stuff

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

I want to live my way

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I don't want to hear my name again, the shit's in the back,

Said u don't want beef so am i wrong for responding back?

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat