DAT BABY

bless to breath god must be protecting me ,cause the things I did in these streets, i suppose to be resting in peace, somebody been praying for me, could it be my lil daughter, or my son or my moma shit, it's gotta be one, look what I done in these streets ,without a gun, fuckit ion even run ,my moma and the judge says im out of order, but fuck it im broke nigga, i ain't got a quarter , my baby momma's on some other shit, if i ain't have kids from em ,I'll be like fuck the bitch, them bitches tripping man ,they out of line,,, nigga i ain't lying,, but I'm going to do it this time,bout mine, bout yours, nigga bout time,,i gotta get it, gotta get it ,gotta stay on my grind,cause fuck it im broke nigga, I ain't got a dime,