"Wicked" lyrics
Wicked
Where the fuck would I be without my digi
Used to have my momma trunk stuffed full of midgets
Used to have her door swinging like king Griffi
Momma never home momma got to make a living
Momma made miracles every Thanksgiving
But we was just kids back then so we ain't get it
And not having much had a nigga in his feelings
Momma did her best but it was mission impossible
Daddy wasn't present so to speak niggas adopted us
Momma we just trying to put some commas in your pocketbook
And granddaddy accidentally taught us how to rock it up
We was born losers and we already lost enough
Not even eighteen with more arms than a octopus
Sacking up the onions not a tear nigga sad for what momma said
She bout to lose the house so we ain't have a choice yeah
Nigga wicked
All the paper on the planet couldn't fix it
I watch my brother died got a nigga heart twisted
I watched his liver fail followed by his kidneys
The doctors couldn't save him and neither could I
In the blink of an eye it's too late to say goodbye
Life's short as shit and we don't get a rewind
I can't get it out my mind no matter how hard I'm trying
All I could do is grieve all I can do is cry
I can't seem to bury this shit deep enough inside
I can't seem to let go of this shit a nigga tired everything
They prescribed for the pain done expired
Damn wicked
My uncle Big Red told me I was gifted
Told me that I got to be prepared to go the distance
And don't let the holding strap me on the road to riches
And family over everything at least to an extent
It ain't quite what he said but I know that's what he meant
Now it's all about we like a nigga learning French
They cut me out my momma's stomach I been on it ever since yeah
Wicked
Where the fuck would I be without my children
Used to have my momma trunk stuffed full of midgets
Used to have her door swinging like king Griffi
Momma never home momma got to make a living
Momma made miracles every Thanksgiving
But we was just kids back then so we ain't get it
And not having much had a nigga in his feelings
Long live Pif
Where the fuck would I be without my digi
Used to have my momma trunk stuffed full of midgets
Used to have her door swinging like king Griffi
Momma never home momma got to make a living
Momma made miracles every Thanksgiving
But we was just kids back then so we ain't get it
And not having much had a nigga in his feelings
Momma did her best but it was mission impossible
Daddy wasn't present so to speak niggas adopted us
Momma we just trying to put some commas in your pocketbook
And granddaddy accidentally taught us how to rock it up
We was born losers and we already lost enough
Not even eighteen with more arms than a octopus
Sacking up the onions not a tear nigga sad for what momma said
She bout to lose the house so we ain't have a choice yeah
Nigga wicked
All the paper on the planet couldn't fix it
I watch my brother died got a nigga heart twisted
I watched his liver fail followed by his kidneys
The doctors couldn't save him and neither could I
In the blink of an eye it's too late to say goodbye
Life's short as shit and we don't get a rewind
I can't get it out my mind no matter how hard I'm trying
All I could do is grieve all I can do is cry
I can't seem to bury this shit deep enough inside
I can't seem to let go of this shit a nigga tired everything
They prescribed for the pain done expired
Damn wicked
My uncle Big Red told me I was gifted
Told me that I got to be prepared to go the distance
And don't let the holding strap me on the road to riches
And family over everything at least to an extent
It ain't quite what he said but I know that's what he meant
Now it's all about we like a nigga learning French
They cut me out my momma's stomach I been on it ever since yeah
Wicked
Where the fuck would I be without my children
Used to have my momma trunk stuffed full of midgets
Used to have her door swinging like king Griffi
Momma never home momma got to make a living
Momma made miracles every Thanksgiving
But we was just kids back then so we ain't get it
And not having much had a nigga in his feelings
Long live Pif
