Prada Me

Made it out the mouth of my brother, he single and he just wanna talk every day, it's been Hard to read my words Life is so short, my mama's always in trouble, better watch your company, keep a tight circle Boy, you say you're proud of me, but you ain't proud of me, memory many feel the blood but Now she feel her type away cuz she want the same way I wanna pass it to the bro, but he don't do a bleed justice I gotta stay out the mix so f*ck with Lee Jones Boy you say you're proud of me, but you ain't proud of me, memory Many feel the blood but Brody sticking to the code, and he still a G Why these bitches on my dick on my Billie Jean She love it when I stick it in and I have a scream Me and Crave used to pray for the funny things Now when he touch down, we on lock in I gotta stay out the mix so f*ck with Lee Jones