I wanna dedicate song to my momma Know what Im talkin Happy momma, happy birthday
To all the bullshit tryin 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 about? Thank you, goin to
So a lot of motherfuckers be stars up in the sky But my star here, that's my angel Know what Im talkin Check this out
I been on top of the and been on bottom of the grind I came in the fresh cars playin surround I been in the city sellin crack at the fiends Tryin to up, used to be strung out on promethazine
I used to smoke fry, wasn't to die Every day when I up I want to get high My momma came and got me from devil dope And keep me even though I used to choose hoes
And sometimes with her older members they lil' bit wrong But that's how I came up, rap songs I in this shit since 16, comin up And puttin motherfuckers up on this thing up in 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 stepped into this shit and went to every town we came to, every city puttin it down And when them wanted to kill me, my momma said Fuck bitch, I know you motherfuckers feel me, uh
So when you see me in the city my T lady Best believe we comin up and we ain't livin I'm her baby and that is my momma I'll kill you bitch ass if you brang the drama
I found my angel, That angel is mine, I my angel, 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 Niggaz always to come and try to move on ya
Cause in my city you got to be a hustler Or you're out on the smokin crack and a buster So I had to come up When come through I put that [Incomprehensible] on his ass
I my angel, angel That angel is mine, I found my angel, That is mine, angel