Wonder Why
This the type of shyt
That make me
Wanna speak my feelings
Sometimes I start to think
Why God
Gave me
So many children
Sometimes I wonder why
These hoes don't eva
Mind they business
Sometimes I just sit back
And plot on
Counting up a milli
I wish my nigga
Grew wings
And fly right out
The building
He in da Feds
Right now
Got damn I wish
That he could hear me
Sometimes I wonder why
The closest ones
Really yo enemies
I guess it's safe too say
That's why
I really ain't friendly
Lord knows
Who a friend or foe
It's sum sins that I commit
That only lord knows
The devil might
See me in church
Pistol under my coat
Granny knew that Cakes
Was pregnant
Said she had a glow
I was trappin'
Stayin anywhere
Dat had a stove
Ain't no blankets
So my covers
Was sum dirty clothes
Maxie bout' washed
My crack
Grandma
That ain't no dirty bowl
Scrapped all the extras
Out da pot
Gotta play on north roan
Go getcha money
Duffle bag boy
Was my favorite song
Preachers daughter
Smell the weed
Thru my Chanel Cologne
I don't know why
I'm even here
My mind already gone
Is it me
Or to have my baby
What they really want
I'm praying for that
New Mercedes
And to not get caught
Don't be around niggas
And my name still come
Out they mouth
Focused on practice
What I'm preaching
And not
What they bought
I need a billy in da bank
And 20 in da vault
This the type of shyt
That make me
Wanna speak my feelings
Sometimes I start to think
Why God
Gave me
So many children
Sometimes I wonder why
These hoes don't eva
Mind they business
Sometimes I just sit back
And plot on
Counting up a milli
I wish my nigga
Grew wings
And fly right out
The building
He in the Feds
Right now
Got damn I wish
That he could hear me
Sometimes I wonder why
The closest ones
Really yo enemies
I guess it's safe too say
That's why
I really ain't friendly
That make me
Wanna speak my feelings
Sometimes I start to think
Why God
Gave me
So many children
Sometimes I wonder why
These hoes don't eva
Mind they business
Sometimes I just sit back
And plot on
Counting up a milli
I wish my nigga
Grew wings
And fly right out
The building
He in da Feds
Right now
Got damn I wish
That he could hear me
Sometimes I wonder why
The closest ones
Really yo enemies
I guess it's safe too say
That's why
I really ain't friendly
Lord knows
Who a friend or foe
It's sum sins that I commit
That only lord knows
The devil might
See me in church
Pistol under my coat
Granny knew that Cakes
Was pregnant
Said she had a glow
I was trappin'
Stayin anywhere
Dat had a stove
Ain't no blankets
So my covers
Was sum dirty clothes
Maxie bout' washed
My crack
Grandma
That ain't no dirty bowl
Scrapped all the extras
Out da pot
Gotta play on north roan
Go getcha money
Duffle bag boy
Was my favorite song
Preachers daughter
Smell the weed
Thru my Chanel Cologne
I don't know why
I'm even here
My mind already gone
Is it me
Or to have my baby
What they really want
I'm praying for that
New Mercedes
And to not get caught
Don't be around niggas
And my name still come
Out they mouth
Focused on practice
What I'm preaching
And not
What they bought
I need a billy in da bank
And 20 in da vault
This the type of shyt
That make me
Wanna speak my feelings
Sometimes I start to think
Why God
Gave me
So many children
Sometimes I wonder why
These hoes don't eva
Mind they business
Sometimes I just sit back
And plot on
Counting up a milli
I wish my nigga
Grew wings
And fly right out
The building
He in the Feds
Right now
Got damn I wish
That he could hear me
Sometimes I wonder why
The closest ones
Really yo enemies
I guess it's safe too say
That's why
I really ain't friendly
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Writer(s): Christopher Miller
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