Let Me Rot

Mama told me
That she gone let me rot
It was cold outside
I swear it wasn't hot
But im praying
To the lord
Because he all i got
She told the police
She own everything
That i copped

Mama kicked me out
Left me with nothing
But my ID
I know im the gifted child
Boy it aint no might be
I don't really care about
About don't really like me
If u got a problem
Lil nigga u can fight me

Tryna have my siblings
Countin benjimens
Shorty talkin hot
Lil baby you should
Get ya mans huh
I been on the grind
I been tryna get the bands up
Actin' like a pussy
Lil nigga u should man up
Now im on my own
I gotta face it like a man huh
Tryna run it up
Tryn take a trip out to japan huh
Boy u hatin on me
But i swear u was a fan huh
Way back in atlanta
We was deep inside that van huh
Shout out to amon & sam & isaac
Yeah we been through it
But its way more
Cant say no names so i won't do it
March 15th got a youngboy
Going thru it
If i say i gotchu then i gotchu
Aint no buts to it
Please dont hit my line
If it aint money nigga what's to it
Yea i get creative so diverse
Like my name louis
I aint talkin nike
But if i got to
Ima just do it
Boy u is a lame
Boy i swear u is a lil goofy
I don't need security boy
Ima go and cop a toolie
Yo lil shawty thick
Boy i been feelin
All up on her booty
Ima buy her gucci
Cause i like it
When my women boujie
Boy i live a rough life
But i aint talkin lil nudy

Mama told me
That she gone let me rot
It was cold outside
I swear it wasn't hot
But im praying to the lord
Because he all i got
She told the police
She own everything
That i copped

Mama kicked me out
Left me with nothing
But my ID
I know im the gifted child
Boy it aint no might be
I don't really care
About don't really like me
If u got a problem
Lil nigga u can fight me



Credits
Writer(s): Ys Yahweh
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