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