1:34-2:05 she sittin on my cock, while i work around the clock,
On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop
I don't want you to have my permit yet
Got a bitch scared to the point where she wet her bed
My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame
Found another man on her bed blanket over the head making love with no shame
Blast a fag's face with a niner bitch swaggin on his bed
That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette
Later that day mike was sitting on his bed his mom tried putting her hand
Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and
A foster mum while they
I was raised this way
Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke
Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke
In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see
While you were sitting with your new chaps mocking at me - may be
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