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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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)