Twista finna get up on the track
Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.
Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit
My dad caught me and told me "dat i didnt gave u the permit"
Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack
And when i make a million dollars, think i'll give it to dad.
The dude had a mom and a dad just like i had
And that maybach, let me take em way back
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,
Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that
I guess it was that bad, i hope your sad go ahead and tell your dad,
And i dont want an excuse
One time for the girls with the right shoes
How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back
I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad
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