Keep me away from her mother and her lil sister
Growin up all i wanted was a father figure
Email too, facebook aim, everything gone
Nd get high till reality is wrong
And that fear drove me to lose her
Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
Shawty eat it make me wanna feed her
Of impactful things one can ask for
Real nigga, that's just how i'm built
And tell her to make me breakfast
Its maybe that , that got her on me
The good kid from the ugly city
See i let my nigga split that
Cause me nd you bout to have a lil' chat
Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
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