O.G. Rob Kat - Deadbeat

I thank you momma
She said son you take care of your kids
Even don't y'all don't live in the same crib
Know ain't that some shit
My sister's thank me
Brother you take care of your kids
Even though your kids don't live in the same crib
Brother you still handle your biz
I love my kids maybe not my women
The ones I was chose with
That was not heaven sent
But my children is heaven
They golden and platinum
I will give them whatever
All my cheddar, they really wanted it
But disrespectful them
I'm be the daddy with the tommy
Because I pull up
Knowing that I'm a leave them die Stuck
I never go have a leave them out of luck
That why I go to work every day to get these bucks
Milwaukee bucks wanted the truck
But i pay child support that's enough
Rather be daddy on the bus
I rather to be a daddy on the bus
I thank you momma
She said son you take care of your kids
Even don't y'all don't live in the same crib
Know ain't that some shit
My sister's thank me
Brother you take care of your kids
Even though your kids don't live in the same crib
Brother you still handle your biz
I love my kids
My child support check
Dont have a wife
That's how I live
If themoney don't add up
to you girl
Laying next to you ribs
Plus got to take care of your moms
And my sisters no more drama
Mary J no more drama
Bahamas trips i just Got to be honest
My kids from the soul got a let be good as gold
All different types of life
The sperm was the price

Written by:
Robert West

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