Child Support
What do you mean you can't pick him up this weekend?
Bro, you haven't seen your kid in like seven months
Bruh
You think this life is easy
You got hoes tryna be me
You out here texting and finessing while your child is needy
You got your pockets greedy
I gave your block your CDs
Man I done held you down and held you up
This how you did me
I fucked up and let you give me a baby
Noticed you started getting real lazy
Got on your ass, you started to hate me
Needed a loan, you never repaid me
All of a sudden, I'm the one you hate
Uh why, 'cause it's true?
You hate that I'm the only one that know the real you
I ain't these hoes, huh
Take off they clothes, huh
You all alone, huh
Everyone knows, huh
'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack
I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack
I ain't these hoes, huh
I'm out here bold, huh
You going broke, huh
You all alone, huh
Said you got this and you got that but you ain't got nothing to show
Now you all up in my business, I don't want you no more
I ain't these hoes, huh
Take off they clothes, huh
You all alone, huh
Everyone knows, huh
'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack
I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack
You boys be bragging 'bout your bitter baby mama's for the streets
Talking about we want you back, what the fuck you think your baby eats?
I don't even need a check but oh my God, I hate a bum
Out here flossing, talking shit on Facebook, you ain't seen your son
But I mean good riddance
Fuck your feelings
Yeah, we got a kid and all but you got to be kidding
Telling all your lies to your guys that you left me
Probably choke me out if I talk and get messy
You wanted a Spanish mami, put the cameras on me
You banned your homies from talking to me
Got mad hoes, coulda bagged your bro
But your petty shit don't bother me
'Cause good riddance
Fuck your feelings
Yeah, we got a kid and all but you got to be
I ain't these hoes, huh
Take off they clothes, huh
You all alone, huh
Everyone knows, huh
'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack
I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack
I ain't these hoes, huh
Take off they clothes, huh
You all alone, huh
Everyone knows, huh
'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack
I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack
Bro
And don't be tripping about who you see me with either
He got a new dad
Bro, you haven't seen your kid in like seven months
Bruh
You think this life is easy
You got hoes tryna be me
You out here texting and finessing while your child is needy
You got your pockets greedy
I gave your block your CDs
Man I done held you down and held you up
This how you did me
I fucked up and let you give me a baby
Noticed you started getting real lazy
Got on your ass, you started to hate me
Needed a loan, you never repaid me
All of a sudden, I'm the one you hate
Uh why, 'cause it's true?
You hate that I'm the only one that know the real you
I ain't these hoes, huh
Take off they clothes, huh
You all alone, huh
Everyone knows, huh
'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack
I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack
I ain't these hoes, huh
I'm out here bold, huh
You going broke, huh
You all alone, huh
Said you got this and you got that but you ain't got nothing to show
Now you all up in my business, I don't want you no more
I ain't these hoes, huh
Take off they clothes, huh
You all alone, huh
Everyone knows, huh
'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack
I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack
You boys be bragging 'bout your bitter baby mama's for the streets
Talking about we want you back, what the fuck you think your baby eats?
I don't even need a check but oh my God, I hate a bum
Out here flossing, talking shit on Facebook, you ain't seen your son
But I mean good riddance
Fuck your feelings
Yeah, we got a kid and all but you got to be kidding
Telling all your lies to your guys that you left me
Probably choke me out if I talk and get messy
You wanted a Spanish mami, put the cameras on me
You banned your homies from talking to me
Got mad hoes, coulda bagged your bro
But your petty shit don't bother me
'Cause good riddance
Fuck your feelings
Yeah, we got a kid and all but you got to be
I ain't these hoes, huh
Take off they clothes, huh
You all alone, huh
Everyone knows, huh
'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack
I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack
I ain't these hoes, huh
Take off they clothes, huh
You all alone, huh
Everyone knows, huh
'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack
I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack
Bro
And don't be tripping about who you see me with either
He got a new dad
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