Topping obstacles, unstoppable, the prodigal son
Never thought that i'd withdraw them with the next woman
The you of my son, family and friends will just drop.
They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop
No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight
Nothing's gonna compare to the shit he's gone through for gods sake.
You gotta pay homage in order to get paid
Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late
// [but the kid is not my son]
Miami nights, ain't another one
No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem
Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come
So many gods of rap, think i'm in ancient greece
The more small people at your door like please can i receive
Spit up to the gods at gaza..
My all gold rolly or the
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