Eyo zeey, you make dis
We can make it
Say, I was raised without a daddy
Did my mama lay on the house, no
Seems like some days some shit was
happening, We collect the column with a hustle
Mama wonder why her child so bad, I’m tryna look out for the household
And I am sick of not having, so your baby is outdoors
Mama, i wonder why your child’s so, Mama,
I wonder why your child so, why your child so bad
Eyy, my father dead, my uncle out, he just got out pen
My daddy’s partners say dey gonna help us, so the dough come in
Daz one of the main reason why I am
solo is cos’ I don’t fuck with friends
I got my family fucked, these niggas run up with a bunch of cans
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