This is a song about "We did kings things"

See all the fucking wrong things you did

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

You see ash-ley, all the things you did to me.

Make things good too. so many thing we could do.

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Like "don't let 'em 'round our women" cuz we own women like things

I know that i hurt you, did things i wasn't supposed to.

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

If i did not do the things i do i would be dead

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

To do the things you never did so

I know that i hurt you, did things i wasn't supposed to.

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew