Lyrics Boy - Rylo Rodriguez

It aint telling what he had goin,
Walk around with his rag showin,
A nigga boss still sell midget,
It don't matter cause its cash grown,
Young nigga got tattoos,
That nigga got heron,
His momma know he got boy,
But she aint got no grandson,
That so we can't be broke,
Her head was on point this time
Cuz I gave her c notes,
Even tho I dropped outta school
Momma im still gon see notes,
Young nigga still got his tool
Even when he see his p.o.,
Momma run-in???
Fucked up we couldn't get around,
Screaming fuck 12 cause my credit bad
We won't never get a loan,
Youngns outta lockup some niggas love ta might
Try go get a phone,
He aint even trippin got a elbow he aint never
Comin home,
Know lil Yasmin waiting on Davis
He aint never coming home,
Know deejay waiting on 0 he aint
Never coming home,
I know the Ville be waiting on 60??
They aint never coming home,
I wanna take these earphones off
Tell my sister im coming's home,
At my grams house my???????
Cuz my gran died same year my uncle died
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All in the same year I cried for em with the same tears,
What u know about Christmas we aint see no presents
Just reindeer,
By the tree had rain run-in down my face
I was writing dear Santa,
He aint bring me nothin cause somebody told him I
Fucked ms. santa,
Heavy lost a life but he aint lose the ball
Though he had real hammas,
Life??????????????
Imma call???????????,