How My Day Go

Look at how my day go Look at how my day go Little chunky kid sippin' on the flavored faygo Asking where his daddy go He may never ever know He was in the streets blasting gats and fucking thick hoes Blowing on the good troll Selling Packs and getting doe Getting drunk everyday Never watch his kids grow Never watch his kids grow Never watch his kids grow Never watch his kids grow up and let the fucking scene blow One draw, one hoops Successful in they own flow Baby mama left the drama She let all the pain go Baby boy now raps, tryna make the money go go Tryna bring the check that can bring the fam out the fuckin hole Bring the fam out the fucking gutter He doin this for his mother He doin this for his brother He doin it for the people that take care of one another He doin it for the people that don't judge a book by its cover