Letras
It's okay He got an image to portray, so the misfortune gonna spread to my offspring
Or is it even ill-luck, or the rules of attraction
Lacking original guidance so he pretend
Ha, an OG
Hang on a sec...back a couple lines, let's not remove the branch
Try to understand I didn't mean attraction like the kids momma at conception
Meant negative clapping
Gives you an audience, not worth having
Blasting your lifestyle so loud
That its grabbin others to be allowed
Mad and pissed
Yo you ain't got no homies to tell you take care you kids
I guess not, but you rep the block,
Spread more corrupt seed than Montesano do tomatoes
Ketchup
As I squish your vibes, but any time,
I got room for passengers if you decide to ignore the headlines
It Ain't as bad as you think
To bad you think with your eyes...and they closed
Right
Too busy keepin it real
Another gutter life circled to the storm drain...in the meantime
Ain't as bad as you think
To bad you think with your eyes
Switch it up dude, be a better you, or go head and take another puff
And then boo-who, you ain't got the funds, to live to the end of month
Bet them shinny rims, got you feelin like the man
Lil Kevin call ya by your first name, remember you part of the relation
That brought life to breathin, a selfish ass punk that use pictures to flip the script
And make the BM look like bitch, but I work where she work
And she picked up another shift
So the babysitter went into OT
Mommas eyes
Cry, while you couch sitting back high
Meanwhile, in the meantime
Kev being touched
By some other dead beat a different kind of punk
Now the court records support your front
When it was actually the mother forced cause remember... you started off being a punk