So called baby momma a problem turnt me to a demon with no heart move out of state to get up fare stack dat paper and sh

So called baby momma a problem turnt me to a demon with no heart move out of state to get up fare stack dat paper and shine like a star get my shawty a crib have a baby time to feed our kid Natalie grab me a bib my brotha supper bray like his tips Ben drunk tow up left and he fliped enough to get killed natural born hustler not stopping till I make to a mill Demetrius my brotha passed his father and law was da opps remember a youngin use to cut up to da creek remember got my first gun went hunt Shaw a bird shot da nigga beak now he slumped told my shawty I ain’t drinkin cuz she don’t like me to be dunk she say she like old school music so dats what we gone bump