Son of A...., Part 2
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
The ride back home, anxiety high
She texted her pimp she ain't get no reply
She decided to call just in case
He was already home and seen a trace
Of blood outside on the ground
She was sure that the cops was probably around
She parked around the corner afraid to go home
Her pimp called her back she picked up the phone
"Bitch where you at? You know it's payday"
"You gon' get slapped if I get my pay late"
She said "I got your money bae where are you"
"At the crib" "Alright I'm not that far boo just chill"
"What the fuck you mean chill bitch?"
"I don't play about my money you wanna get killed bitch"
She said "No I just had to go to the store"
"Well hurry the fuck up with my money you hoe"
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
"Was that daddy? Why he sound so mad?"
"He'll be ok he just want his cash"
"Listen when we get home don't say shit"
"Just go to your room find something to play with"
"Ok, but ma do you think he knows?"
He seen her eyes in the mirror her soul was froze
She said, "I don't know just listen to what I said"
"And chill with the questions shit hurting my head"
"Just shut up lemme think"
"I went to the store, got me something to drink"
"Ok that explains the liquor in the front seat"
If he knows that I'm lying he gon' punch me
She thought knowing him he already knows
How the hell I explain these bullet holes?
She was so stressed she lit a cigarette
And thought what do I tell this nigga next?
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
She drove to the house
And told herself, "Have the money out before he run his mouth"
She got out the car
"What took so long the store ain't that far"
She said, "You wouldn't believe"
"When we went inside the store niggas start bussing they heat"
"Bae it was a drive-by, I got no reason to lie"
"Me and your son had to hide, shit we had to get low"
"Why you think we got these 2 bullet holes in the window?"
She thought to herself imma smooth bitch
"We almost died and we ain't even do shit"
"But why you got blood on your skirt?"
"I was fucking on my period, nigga I'm tryna work"
"Like do you want this money or not?"
He said "Watch your fucking mouth before you get popped"
She said, "I'm sorry Daddy"
And told her son, "Go to your room ya daddy is mad at me"
He said, "Wait come here lil nigga"
"You gon be a pimp to when you get bigger"
He said, "I don't wanna be like you"
He smacked his son and said, "You wanna fight a to?"
His son grabbed a stick and tried to hit him
"Bitch get your kid before I end up in prison"
She said, "Baby go take you a walk"
"Give me 5 mins let me and your daddy talk"
So they son started walking down the road
Mad with a stick in his hands and bloody nose
Man I hate this nigga
Fake ass wanna be pimp
I wish this nigga would die
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
The ride back home, anxiety high
She texted her pimp she ain't get no reply
She decided to call just in case
He was already home and seen a trace
Of blood outside on the ground
She was sure that the cops was probably around
She parked around the corner afraid to go home
Her pimp called her back she picked up the phone
"Bitch where you at? You know it's payday"
"You gon' get slapped if I get my pay late"
She said "I got your money bae where are you"
"At the crib" "Alright I'm not that far boo just chill"
"What the fuck you mean chill bitch?"
"I don't play about my money you wanna get killed bitch"
She said "No I just had to go to the store"
"Well hurry the fuck up with my money you hoe"
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
"Was that daddy? Why he sound so mad?"
"He'll be ok he just want his cash"
"Listen when we get home don't say shit"
"Just go to your room find something to play with"
"Ok, but ma do you think he knows?"
He seen her eyes in the mirror her soul was froze
She said, "I don't know just listen to what I said"
"And chill with the questions shit hurting my head"
"Just shut up lemme think"
"I went to the store, got me something to drink"
"Ok that explains the liquor in the front seat"
If he knows that I'm lying he gon' punch me
She thought knowing him he already knows
How the hell I explain these bullet holes?
She was so stressed she lit a cigarette
And thought what do I tell this nigga next?
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
He was walking down the road
Stick in his hand
Blood coming down his nose
He just killed a man
He didn't know, he didn't know
She drove to the house
And told herself, "Have the money out before he run his mouth"
She got out the car
"What took so long the store ain't that far"
She said, "You wouldn't believe"
"When we went inside the store niggas start bussing they heat"
"Bae it was a drive-by, I got no reason to lie"
"Me and your son had to hide, shit we had to get low"
"Why you think we got these 2 bullet holes in the window?"
She thought to herself imma smooth bitch
"We almost died and we ain't even do shit"
"But why you got blood on your skirt?"
"I was fucking on my period, nigga I'm tryna work"
"Like do you want this money or not?"
He said "Watch your fucking mouth before you get popped"
She said, "I'm sorry Daddy"
And told her son, "Go to your room ya daddy is mad at me"
He said, "Wait come here lil nigga"
"You gon be a pimp to when you get bigger"
He said, "I don't wanna be like you"
He smacked his son and said, "You wanna fight a to?"
His son grabbed a stick and tried to hit him
"Bitch get your kid before I end up in prison"
She said, "Baby go take you a walk"
"Give me 5 mins let me and your daddy talk"
So they son started walking down the road
Mad with a stick in his hands and bloody nose
Man I hate this nigga
Fake ass wanna be pimp
I wish this nigga would die
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