Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,
Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good
Living a better life than my father did
When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave
My father is the cause of these memories
And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait
The death of my father , is the reason for my hate.
I'm going through so much, my own father is my enemy
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow
Every wednesday when my father got home tho
I rathered you than my father or mother
Not too many is touching, double m g this summer
For my behavior, i need jesus my savior/
Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor
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