Ms. Jackson

Take the kid from the man, said it's not your style
Now every time you get mad, take away my child
Keep givin' me a hard time, make me go into my shell
Can't tell you how I feel, cause you take it personal
What goes around, comes around tho, did this to myself
Reflect a lot of pain, like a mirror in a cell
Tryna keep myself sane, and my men can't even tell
Got my heart feelin' heavy still, loadin' up them bells

Gotta stay busy, yeah, workin' through the blizzard
Got 'em in the city, yeah, hit me for a pickup
Every day I'm not with her, hole grow bigger
Daughter need a father, and a shorty need her nigga
I'm just sayin', keep it G, life better with some help
We all got drama, we keep passin' it around
Shoutout to them baby mamas, really holdin' shit down
Shoutout to them baby fathers stayin' up, no matter what
I miss my baby first steps, I'm still gon' run it up, yeah, yeah
Ain't nobody gon' stop my motion
Wake up early morning, glad the stocks back open
I was bout to quit and got the trap back open, goddamn
I'm really on some bigger money schemes, it's no scam
You only want me win if things go as your plan
I was thumbin' through the check, it's hard to hold on your hand
You know what's goin' on, goddamn

Take the kid from the man, said it's not your style
Know every time you get mad, take away my child
Keep givin' me a hard time, make me go into my shower
Can't tell you how I feel, cause you take it personal
What goes around, comes around tho, did this to myself
Reflect a lot of pain, like a mirror in a cell
Tryna keep myself sane, and my men can't even tell
Got my heart feelin' heavy still, loadin' up them bells



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Writer(s): Jelani Johnson
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