I wanna dedicate song to my momma Know Im talkin about? Happy momma, happy birthday
To all the bullshit niggaz to kill us, yup Yeah, you know Im sayin uh? The false divorces, child court, that's right, all that
Nigga droppin out of you stood by me Know what Im talkin Thank you, to jail
So a lot of motherfuckers be stars up in the sky But my star right here, my angel Know what Im talkin Check this out
I been on top of the world and been on of the grind I through in the fresh cars playin surround I been in the sellin crack at the dope fiends to come up, used to be strung out on promethazine
I used to smoke fry, wasn't to die day when I wake up I want to get high My momma came and got me from that dope And keep me good even though I used to choose
And sometimes with her older family they lil' bit wrong But that's how I up, makin rap songs I been in shit since 16, comin up And puttin motherfuckers up on thing up in this rap scene
Uh, and when they my money never ever looked at me funny, now check it out The manager I had wasn't The nigga everything and snorted coke like a bitch
My momma stepped into this shit and went to town That we came to, city puttin it down And when them niggaz to kill me, my momma said that bitch, I know you motherfuckers feel me, uh
So when you see me in the city my T lady Best we comin up and we ain't livin shady I'm her and that is my only momma I'll you bitch ass niggaz if you brang the drama
I my angel, angel angel is mine, angel I found my angel, angel is mine, angel
I was young, I used to get a lot Now I'm rich puttin it with Rap-A-Lot I used to have the flu, colds and always tried to come and try to move on ya
Cause in my city you either got to be a Or you're out on the corner crack and a buster So I had to up fast niggaz come through I put that [Incomprehensible] on his ass
I found my angel, angel is mine, angel I my angel, angel That is mine, angel