(Klergy)

I've been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies

Man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas

And they always be smokin like a Rasta

Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi

And show up, man them the shottas

When my homies show up on your block

They make that thing go grrra-da-da-da

(Papi JD)

I was sitting at home, gotta text from all type of ppl

Asking me questions, i didn’t kno what they meant dude

So i called up my auntie, asked her what’s going on

Heard my granny, crying that’s why it’s a sad song

They told me jason jr. sum den happened to yo dad

He was in a accident, and we believe it’s pretty bad

At that moment i was stuck, didn’t kno how to respond

Tears on my face, next minute i was crying

I said huh what you mean?

This gotta be a dream

Had a talk with the team

Red shirt like a beam

Tears flowing steady like a stream

I’m so hot call me steam

White paint call me cream

This not a joke not a meam

I’m so mad i could scream

Giving me the news mainstream

Nothing ain’t really what it seem

Dawg i’m doing it for the team

Brothers and sisters what i mean

Y’all all kno what i mean

It’s crazy what about me

I lost my daddy what you mean

(Klergy)

I've been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies

Man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas

And they always be smokin like a Rasta

Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi

And show up, man them the shottas

When my homies show up on your block

They make that thing go grrra-da-da-da

(Papi JD)

Can’t believe that you gone

How i’m supposed to move on

I feel like ima alone

Ain’t nobody calling my phone

From the hood yea the zone

And you kno we from the Mo (bright) daddy i miss you

All white like the snow

Dressed in all black

You should already kno

Dawg i’m getting older

Already knew i’d grow

Ima pay my debt

And anything that i owe

You can’t copy me

I gotta whole different flow

Bang bang like i’m sosa

Cuz boy im bouta glow

Career taking off

It’s about time though

Riding dirty thru the city

Yea my car sitting low

Riding with the choppa

On my way to a show

Ion mess witchu

Babygirl you a hoe

Step in the club

Man errybody like woah

Dad this for you man

Watch me down below

Ima make you proud

I think that you kno

(Klergy)

I've been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies

Man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas

And they always be smokin like a Rasta

Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi

And show up, man them the shottas

When my homies show up on your block

They make that thing go grrra-da-da-da