Padre

2 days a week aint enough to raise my kid
Didn't think it be like this when i was just jit
Running round el barrio when the valentinos slid
Now im well paid i got karrots on my wrist
Fuck nigga let shorty take her pick
I ride solo with a stick like i drive for a brinks
Lifes like a cuban connecting all the links
My daughter different i put her inside a mink

Energys different when i walk inside a room nigga that aint slime thats chooms
Dust theese niggas off with a broom
She like my cologne and fuck with her perfume
How you want smoke when you running off fumes
Who said we tryna box we got something for that too
Two tone glock if they really tryna shoot
Keep it on me i aint tryna die soon