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