Yo question tell me what you know about me

Got the dice game nothing less than a G

Got my own ride and got my own bread

Even with the Chick Strap wearin on your head

Question, ask me how i feel about chicks

Best be independent cuz you aint getin Shit

The only time it trick is December 25th

You tell me in a rollz with chickz and some dip

Street Sweeper everything worse then a chick saying "i jus want chedder"

Uh-oh Thats some Mother Fuck child support letter

First you want to bills payed now she independent

Sounds more like these chickz more inconsistent

These days everybody want a male bash

I tell them real fast to kiss my male ass

Listen, this is how it workz

I want to Fu< u wit my money

Then some shoot the hoo ga too first

Now u all hurt

Tellin the word non sense

It aint my fualt u fell in love in da process

Got pregnent young now all dis stop

But if im takin care of my son den Shut the fuck up

(Da ja Nigga) Bitch i got no time to hear your heart broke

All like two months rent Take dis Fuck Car note

Take it as a chrome not an answer back

And if so suck my dick some body answer that



Chorus:



Cuz the clothes on my kid (i bought it)

Everything in my crib (i bought it)

The lawyer from my bed (i bought it)

Even though i lost the case (but i bought it)

The telly i bring my hoez (i bought it)

The gramz on topz of gramz (i bought it)

The one train to El town (i bought it)

Getin money from the bitch



Yo all my niggaz Who independent (throw your hands up wit me)

All my niggaz who gettin paper (throw your handz up with me)

All my niggaz who keepz there baby (throw your handz up wit me)

Understanding Like me ended (throw your handz up wit me)



(Yo my name) Im