Why you claiming you gone ride for me, and All these got they guns but ain't gone slide For me
I'm working hard as f*ck I'm swearing ima Prodigy
I miss my auntie I could really make her Proud of me, Uh
They say it's milk but I see blood on the Floor
This microphone my therapy I ain't talking No more
Yea I want some privacy so don't knock on My door
I put this drink inside my body it go straight To the core
I been rapping about my pain so I got pain Scars
I'm bumping Rod while in this rain until it Rain hard
I talk to god I swear to god he wipe my pain Off
I'm work hard I swear to god I think it paid Off
I drink this drink until my pain go away (Go Away)
We bumping Rod until this phase go away
She broke my heart and I ain't knowing what To say
She want to talk and I said choose another Day
Why you claiming you gone ride for me, and All these got they guns but ain't gone slide For me
I'm working hard as f*ck I'm swearing ima Prodigy
I miss my auntie I could really make her Proud of me