Letras
New mood
Ruff Vybz, what up?
SoSoulful
Jersey
We was rippin' and runnin'
Found a couple other hobbies now
Ain't gotta rob, ain't gotta cook it, cut it, rock it now
And what you know is who you know, connects'll drop it down
Shit was never white, it was more like a Bobby Brown
Daughter was born, I was cuffed, what would you do to hold her?
Like askin' a dehydrated, "What would you do for soda?"
I had plans, never met her, but I knew I owed her
Two straps, shit, they was tryna charge Super Soaker
Blood thicker than water but water taste better
So wouldn't be shocked at any signature on any hate letter
These enemies come in the forms of friends now
Ten at the whip, that's a 30, them clips extend now
Got a problem with straps, I need to let 'em go
But these niggas keep givin' me reasons to let 'em go
Is my daddy proud? I'll never know
If I was eight again, I'd have so much to tell him, though
But I'm a kid with a kid, I do my own poppin'
Shit, I do pray that he home watchin'
Ain't play ball like he wanted
But I'm doin' somethin', I mean, that's better than nothin'
Righ? (Righ?)
Shit, it should be
Nothing but dreams, hoopin' schemes
Where I live at, this rap shit, we live that
Cops took his life and won't give back
Fuck the shovel, I can't dig that
Moms in outer space, don't even know where her kid at
And we digress
Since I'm puffin' boys, you stayed up in my projects
They say they get me but steady question my concepts