Rugratz

Man I gotta do it for my kids
Ima in a position
Where i gotta get it how i live
We was just chillen we learned our ABCs
Now we in the trap daily trying payoff FOC
Playing hide and seek
Nobody couldn't find me
Now Im Working all night got me feelin da zombies
Remembering the days when i only wanted mommy
Now im riding by myself, man me and my bro tommy

Man i thank God, that we made it out the trap
Im talking real life only speaking on these facts

Man I see you Lying all that violence in ya raps

Like Riding in a carseat man you gotta keep it strapped
Public Transportation we bus

man We was in the back

Momma so amazing that i made it out the YAK
I see you busy bodies hating you should probably stop with that

When dem boy catch indictments
Bet they turn into some rats
You know i gotta do it gotta do it for my city
Fact of the matter that i do it for the kiddies
Back in 98 Uncle whipping out the kitchen
And grandmas hands still rough from all that cotton picking
Started on our mecca when we left Arkansas
Up to the Mitten where its winter n the falls
My brother in the bing overseas in Panama
Central America for tryna move some raw (Hold ya head)
Gotta couples plays got me plotting on some lawyer
But aint no PrisonBreak we talking bout La Joya
I Send Cryptos to my kinfolks
Cuz my block was off the chain

Offa Simple instrumentals
Trying get a plain jane

Man I gotta do it, gotta do it for my kids
Cuz Ima in a position
Where i gotta get it how i live
We was just chillen we learned our ABCs
Now we in the trap daily trying pay on FOC
Playing hide and seek
Nobody couldn't find me

Got me Working all night got me feelin like a zombie
Remembering the days when i only wanted mommy
Now im riding by myself, man me and my bro tommy

Been about that action since i got up out the Army
Playing no games pull the plug on yo Atari
She Keep on making messes, I say dont be so sloppy
Waxing on n waxing off, I call her Ms. Miagi
Married to the game then I inked it on my body
Aiming at ya crew, boy dont make me catch a hobby
Take her behinnani, then she gave my that Pa-nini
I gave her 3 wishes, when she turn me to a gini

Light my shine, man i gotta be a beacon
I used to go to church, but i aint wanna be no deacon
Now im all about that work, And how it float up in a beeker

How i Keep a blocka blocka like its onamonapia
I be riding with mi miho mamacita and mi tia
Got a few plans let me tell you my ideas
Plant a couple seeds then we grow n like some chias
Made it black and white but you cant see me i aint Sia

Ima in a position
Where i gotta get it how i live
We was just chillen we learned our ABCs
Now we in the trap daily trying payoff FOC
Playing hide and seek
Nobody couldn't find me
Working all night got us feelin da zombies
Remembering the days when i only wanted mommy
Now im riding by myself, me and my bro tommy



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Mitchell
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