They know i'm tryna get that montana dough
When will dad be home, mum? i don't know
Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show
I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow
Puts up with mum and dads crap
Cause we done did that
I care for you more than my mum
And it ain't no problem
Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often
That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son
We tigers with the same mind state
Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date
Mum and dad dintnt like it
About some tyga beef shit
I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate
And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit
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