(Yea)
(Yea)
(They say me and Bambi raised each other that's my twin the flesh)
I spent some bands within two days it got my momma tripping
She said I taught you better baby
Watch the shit you spending
Told her I can't help it ma
Ain't gotta worry bout it
Some bout no money in my pockets make me work harder
Thinking bout the safety of my Patna
Cause he just had him a daughter
Told him Stay inside the house but if you step just do it proper
But that's the least of all my problems
I don't mean to complain
His momma said if shit happen I'm the one that she blame
She told me keep his back end covered like he wearing a cape
Don't worry Saint already watch his movements
Way before you told me do it
Make sure that he stay productive push him forward keep him moving
Told him he can dream his dreams but make sure that he wake up to em
I ain't wanna go to school cuz I had holes in all my sneaks
That shit make you want some money walking round in shoes that's beat
Wit lil Reggie we went striking kicking doors aint hurt my feet
Remember thinking this shit wrong if momma knew this we'd get beat
Knowing her
(Yea)
Knowing her she gon sit us down and scream
Remember mark had copped that charge you know I'm wishing he was free
Markell been done served his time he served a twelve now he got three mo
(Yea)
I'm stuck im steady screaming free bro
Cuz they done locked up most my people
They either there or they dead
I wouldn't call myself no gangsta but still die bout respect
I wouldn't call myself no gangsta got that tec at yo neck
I be with Saint we raised each other
He my twin in the flesh
We ride wit sticks inside the jeep
Now Im starting to feel like Im Cherokee
Im taking drugs I don't sleep
Ma dukes say I need therapy
Wore the same clothes every day
So changing up would be hard
I love my nieces Jaci and Jersi
I put dat shit on god
You can buy everything inside McDonalds
But you still can't ketchup
And that's on twin
You niggas still can't catch up
(Yea)
I ain't wanna go to school cuz I had holes in all my sneaks
That shit make you want some money walking round in shoes that's beat
Wit lil Reggie we went striking kicking doors aint hurt my feet
Remember thinking this shit wrong if momma knew this we'd get beat
Knowing her (Yea)
Knowing her she gon sit us down and scream
Remember mark had copped that charge you know I'm wishing he was free
Markell been done served his time he served a twelve now he got three mo
(Yea)
I'm stuck in steady screaming free bro
Cuz they done locked up most my people
They either there or they dead
I wouldn't call myself no gangsta but still die bout respect