Been working overtime, anytime's fine for me to let out/
So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about
Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money
Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy
Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done
Preaching on green like im working for a lesson
Working hard for our families till theirs nothing left in our lungs
And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love
Heard this for certain, but i'm working in curtains like surgical surgeons that do lose
I wish i would start to fly, but i'm just forced to sigh as my life continues,
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Seas/ i always fought for my dad/ har'ram fighting for the only
Dad working so hard, mind overblown
Yeah, you can tell em i’m home
A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother
Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular
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