Raised a G

Mama raised g
Mama raised a hustla
Ma ain't raise no bitch
Ma ain't raise no busta
My Pops he taught me this
My pops he taught that
And my Pops he told me "motherfucker chase the bag
And "don't cry about bitch or any from the past
The motive is money the only way to get sunny
And then the bitches be coming
So stick to the raps unleashing my wrath
I'm paving this path want payment in cash
Ain't famous but at last
I'm going super sayian ain't playing this game
Just bringing my flame ain't little no Wayne
I changed you see
Mama done taught me things
Like trust no hoes
Stay on your flows
It's best you know
The ones that's close
Will try to take your throne
Gon' pick your bones
And make it difficult
So chase the dough
Flip it like reciprocals
Or end up broke
And that's why we gon' let mary grow

Papa raised a g
Papa raised a hustla
Pa ain't raise no snitch
Pa ain't raise no sucka
My pops told me all the things he done were bad
And he never wanted me to try to live his past
And he told me how he shot at all his foes
And how he thought he was a goat
But it was just his way to cope
South Side was all he knew
Banging was how he proved
Respect on how he moved
Connects were made too

Aww man
Haha

Mama raised a g
Mama raised a hustla
I rather die
Than be a snitch motherfucker
I'm done giving a fuck now that I'm on the come up
To sum up the suns up
No guns bust don't run up
But stacking these hundos
Don't pop in my bubble
Might fuck up a couple
The way your bitch wanna cuddle
Her messages subtle
We bulit from the dirt and the rubble
Game plane in the huddle
You pissin' a puddle
I'm pushing the pedal
To go and earn me a medal
And I'ma keep rapping
This habit is adamant
Fathom this madness
My chick is badest
Her ass is the fattest
I smack it get pats on the back
While I'm breaking her back
Applaud with the claps
And honest no cap
And all in my bag

Padre me enseno como ganar dinero
Porque no hay viejos pandilleros cuando gives chueco
Madre se preocupa porque vivo recio
Pero yo cuido de lo mio suigo muy atento
En estas calles no hay nada mas que maldad
Yo suigo aqui en el fuego me quieren poner final
La vida suigue muy fuerto pero es facil ser leal
Me quieren llevar pa abajo yo tengo que superar
Yo aqui astuto yo se que a ti te asusto
Yo se cunton lo odias seguir viendo me agusto
Eso lo disfruto solo eres lamba culos
Si no fuera tan humilde ya te hubiera dado un dos
My bad
Papa raised a g Papa raised a hustler (raised a hustler)
Papa beat my ass but that made me tougher (made me tougher)
Mama raised a man Mama raised a lover (raised a lover)
Mama raised a genius I ain't like no other (like no other)