Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Alexander
Songwriter
Lyrics
Damn, E, you're going crazy
Kiddo, where you been, ****?
Kiddo, where you goin'?
You'll never see me 'round a lot of ****
You ain't talking money, I'm not vibin' with you
Hell no, I ain't want no friends 'cause
Friends, they come with competition
I can't be chasing after no ho, hoes they ruin your business
Don't try to play me like them other ****, I am not that ****
Daddy always try to tell me "Keep the rod", he ain't take me fishing
I know these **** wanna tell me how no one take me in
I said, "I stop fuckin' with ****, think I'm a lesbian"
I see my dawg turn to a snake, we was the best of friends
They see me shining, I came from nothin', they feelin' lesser than
Orange to the ground, I'm gettin' fired by a model
Can't stand up straight, I was drinking lean from out the bottle
I'm just a kid, I got these hoes, all my kids they wanna swallow
I'm too busy, can't text back, hoes, I'm too busy chasing guala
It's okay if they change all of me
Where the fuck you heard such a thing?
It's 'cause I'm rapping, now don't think I still won't bust some brains
They call me "Kiddo" now, please, do not call me by my name
You'll never see me round a lot of ****
You ain't talking money, I'm not vibin' with you
Hell no, I ain't want no friends 'cause
Friends, they come with competition
I can't be chasing after no ho, hoes they ruin yo business
Don't try to play me like them other ****, I am not that ****
Daddy always try to tell me "Keep the rod", he ain't take me fishing
Daddy always try to tell me "Keep the rod", he ain't take me fishing
Daddy always try to tell me "Keep the rod", he ain't take me fishing
Written by: Kenneth Alexander