Miyla - Intellectual

[Intro]

Fatt, Fatt

I'm sittin' here lookin' inside my daughter eyes, her shit look just like mine

'Fore I go to sleep, I hit my knees and pray she'll be alright

'Fore I pop this pill, I gotta make sure it's real, put it in the light

I fucked this bitch, she was a vibe, I still ain't let her spend the night

She done got so wet, had to lay a towel, I might have to put this bitch in rice

Pray all my bros take my advice, I love to see my niggas shinin'

Bro got hats, he told me he still hear they voice when he get high

I got skills, I work the wheel and blow my Gen, I shoot and drive

Ain't nobody pick me up, I was in a slump, but everyone seen me down, uh

Nowadays when I check my account, shit, I just laugh out loud

Yeah, like LOL, look at me now, I'm rich as hell

You can see me anytime, won't no one find out, I don't kiss and tell

My child the only thing that was on my mind while I was sittin' in jail (Yeah)

She in the 'yo with me right now, I might as well let her rap

Yeah, don't step up in my way, I'd hate to leave you flat, I'll run you over

Ayy, you know I need my fire, I keep my strap, boy, I'm not fuckin' goin'

Yeah, I need a hundred M's today, I'm not waitin' until tomorrow

Yeah, I put work in every day to make sure that we livin' large

I can't believe my brother dead, I'm wishin' that he could've saw it

I hate that I did you wrong, damn, girl, you got me feelin' sorry

I'm blowin' up your phone, damn, you won't answer none my calls

I guess I'm on my own, damn, least I know I got my daughter