I ain't his real dad Now I may not be your father But I'm the closest thing to him Girl, I love you An' ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for you You
A working day to long when everything goes wrong And a boss who don't know I'm alive I once had a notion I'd get that promotion, but now I barley survive
the richest man But I'm too $hort baby, the bitch's pimp I come a long way from young and done the certified player I get what I want, and i'ma holler
fake it I know it's sad what I'm doing And I don't give a fuck, I'm Ant Diddley Dog and I'm a Bad-N-Fluenz Nigga you think you got the shit in? You
the bottle, now I'm drunk as a skunk High off the dank, but I can't front See I'm never being senile See I'm smooth as a nail on a fingernail file Keepin
of a young 14 I started knocking young hoes on the scene Couldn't give a fuck less about a bitch Thinkin' like that $hort Dog got rich Now I'm makin' ends and you think I'm
and the girls dance naked I'm somewhat of a hero by the way I rap But I'm living like an Oak town mack I'm in the house y'all, I'm like peeser, y'all
a half honey child jockin wit out flossin my niggas could peep out what I'm thinkin bout, wit out talkin one look at a crook my nigga book, an then
I wasn't there Trust me I'm the one to put your money on Last thing I do, I'm gonna make it a spare See I'm just tryna to blow and they're just tryin
I'm not understanding The English language Dear, you don't seem to realize My Life Is Good My Life Is Good My Life Is Good, you old bag My Life, My Life
roc I'm a affilated hustler so keep ya talk to a minnium Hate on me first class to ya grave i'm sending em Give me the rock and i'ma run it back To all
, make a move, pawns all tha way to queens I'm a don, I'm a boss, I'm a profit, I'm a G I'm a CEO which means that I profit off of me All white T's still
what you saying that makes a person know about you Knowhatimsaying, you know the type of person you is So it's like really, I'm just more of just Being a
dog behind a fence It was January 28th, he ain't been home since Threw a nigga through a loop and caught me in the crosses Standing cold, CEO, now I'm
them dudes I've been Tha Boss down South, I'm just new to a few Please believe, them niggaz don't do what I do I got everything them other rappers
be boss of all bosses The cost is ya life, swimming with sharks and orcas So keep ya guards up, or get scarred up It's a Cold World, I told you with Allah
For years, niggas know I bang I'm a made nigga caking what you call a boss On my own two, never taking orders from ya'll What I spit, get the corners
' I'm trippin' Your flow's non-existant bitches missin' I gave it Robert Rudolf Or Puss in boots with his boots off I had a new boss Check the southern