lirik lagu don trip - report card day
[intro]
give ’em what they want
wanna be a baller, shot caller
twenty inch blades on the impala
yeah, yeah
[verse]
i used to wanna be a baller, a shot caller (shot caller)
with 26s on my impala (impala)
that’s until i had a son and a daughter (son and a daughter)
and i decided that i’d rather be a father (rather be a father)
i’m still gettin’ money, got you p~ssies hot and bothered
never stop fightin’, call me hurricane carter
i was grindin’ harder when they reprised my charges
i was gеttin’ money but i f~cked up my priorities
lеsson learned, i had to be patient, had to wait my turn
mr. trip ain’t welcome in this b~tch as far as they concerned
they ain’t want me eatin’ at their table then the tables turned
i’m like homer simpson, except i don’t work for mr. burns
why you got your hands out? i got nothin’ to give away
ran into a rat the other day, i had to shake and bake
mama had to scr~p just so we wouldn’t stay in section 8
she did d~mn good, so just let me set the record straight
mama ain’t want n0body to know that we was broke, i think it hurt her pride
problem is, i’m far too f~ckin’ arrogant to tuck it high
let’s go get this bag, then let’s go have a blast
i was breakin’ down bales, had me always late to class
and i never been ashamed of all the errors in my past (past)
f~ck them, what be scared of, who gon’ whoop my ass?
babies come first, i would give ’em all my last
it feel mighty d~mn good to be a dad (dad)
i used to wanna be a baller, a shot caller (shot caller)
yeah, with 26s on my impala (impala)
that’s until i had a son and a daughter
then i said, “f~ck this sh~t, i rather be a father” (rather be a father)
they know daddy’s a guerrilla though, regardless
i got fully automatics and revolvers
the streets don’t let n0body back, the streets is heartless
i pray to god i get to die from natural causes
i just keep the paper flowin’ like a faucet
one life to live, we can’t rewind this sh~t or pause it (this sh~t or pause it)
be a baller (be a baller), a shot caller (a shot caller)
uh, uh, yeah, with 26s on my impala (impala)
yeah, yeah
[outro]
yeah, uh
yeah, that’s until i had a son and a daughter (and a daughter)
then i said, “f~ck this sh~t, i rather be a father”
i said, “f~ck this sh~t, i’d rather be—” (give ’em what they want)
long live pif
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