Yeah take you out too kid
A rainy day laid up thinkin' gettin' bent Watchin' old seventy minds on the slouch Back on the couch the phone ring It was a shorty from I met back day
Long time no hear from no doubt time no see I heard you had a seed a baby and now she 3 Whats up wit that cat, you know who your baby Slung rocks up top then heard he got
He home, fuck dat I'm on my own Matter fact got my own crib I'm all alone Word? The is bad, chill son she got me tempted Reminiscing the fatty in the ride I rented rest Tims
Mecca well presented sippin' E and J straight Was bent when I gave her a hug Steered her into her mug She ain't a bitch back then and now it's bugged
Turned the VCR on Friday, my favorite Offer me a drink Alaze I a sip Got convo, How you been over the years? Neglected, stressed out, and living in
Whatchu mean? I thought you left cat which was true I'm not about him another dude Been wit him for a and had a baby by him, word? Matter fact you saw him, downstairs you by him
Now I'm thinkin setup it be or maybe not She don't sweat it he don't got the top lock to play it cool. But in my head shorties wildin' Using me to get the next jealous called up the fellas
Ty Nitty line was busy so I Gotti, Gotti was With Trip and two other grimes, The Let me begin then I'm at bitch crib and I think she got me framed
Stuck without a gat, not prepared for Gave the address, my son there's more cats Be here in a second, big no half steppin' They on me talkin' 'bout I never learn my lesson
I laugh in hit 'em with the math Hung up the jack, shorty soaked in the bath Played the living room, dozed off for a When I woke up was standing ass naked
Make moves all this bullshit pussy betta be Step to da room, threw off my champion motion, all arm bent off the potion Shorty went down and had a wide open
It was over Laid up in the cut, I a thump Jumped up threw on my boxers, yo, the fuck? All of a sudden, I saw this black With this big ass gat and two other
Black masks, clutching duct tape no me up, smacked me all in my face Shorty wasn't even screamin', up saw 'em schemin' Yeah, yeah, yeah we got this nigga yeah yo we got
All bloodied up, the fuck up Held for ransom they yelled got da bonus smiled and dancin' The rung it was my sons, let them know they had me hostage Don't worry yo we got regardless of the outcome All this bullshit take a nigga word don't go see a bitch, word