[Verse 1]

When I'm in the trap, junkies come to the front

You a broke nigga, you need you a front

How I kidnap your daughter, put her in a trunk

That [?] been missing, had a [?] once

Nigga, I'm really living what I'm rapping

I ain't with the internet flagging

Take my belt off, beat you like your daddy

I remember times when I didn't have it

They say, "Papi, why the fuck you so mad?"

You ain't never seen your brother get toe-tagged

You ain't never lost your damn daddy

I lost my mind, nigga, I might crash

Every day I wake up ready to spazz

Run down on a junkie, bust his ass

I don't wanna hear no excuses, where my cash?

Don't play with me, boy, I'll beat you bad

They say, "Papi, you need to calm down"

I'm on narcotics, nigga, I'm on a 30

I got a Glock Nueve with a .30

Glock Veintiuno incase they think they gon' hurt me

Niggas talk down but I ain't worried

Detectives on my ass, they thirsty

Trying to hit a nigga with a conviction

I'm never seen when I'm in the kitchen

[Bridge]

You saw what happened to Manolo, nigga

I'm Robins-downed, this ain't Polo, nigga

This a Glock Nueve not a .44, nigga

This a compact, not a long-nose, nigga

You know how the damn song go, nigga

I been down the long road, nigga

My auntie died, nigga, off of cancer

I stopped praying cuz I ain't get no answer

[Verse 2]

My momma tryna tell me about Jesus

Look her in her face, I don't believe her

How the hell Imma believe him, I ain't see him?

Where the fuck he at when I need him?

Where the fuck he was when niggas was scheming?

Where the fuck was he when I needed a brick?

Where was he when I was down-bad, on my ass, with a Glock hunting for a lick?

When I was riding around the town with a stick

Counterfeit money

For that shit I resent him

Boy, I heard about you, I know that you a bitch

.762s coming out the clip

I ain't ODD but I got the stick

And when I shoot, nigga, I don't miss

I aim at the target then hit

I spot a junkie, it's my sixth sense

I slapped Auntie she was short six cents

I had to shoot him and he was 66

Soon as that bitch come off my hip

Shoulda seen Unc eyes when the work got whipped

This here is solid, it ain't gon' drip

Soon as you put it in your pipe, it's lit

Had three extra dollars, I gave him another hit

He say, "Yeah, Papi, that's it!"