Apollo

Ride with the mob
Mind on haram
She a freak
She a dime
I'm Stockton '89
That's 14
Every damn time I'm outside
She wanna ride for me
Like I brought the chopper outside
Make a nigga sleepy
Hallow tips at your pumpkin
But gave the boy a chance
No camera when we punk'd him
My 40's ten-four
Ain't nothing left to tell
But lil mama only fucking with my 16's like she Kells
Damn
Back to Stockton
You was talking all that jazz
Why they only see you bopping round the city
And you never home
So I just walk around in just my Tee
Like I'm Squidward Tentacles
Ask lil mama she agree
If these walls could talk
They'd tell you I'm the fucking man
Matter fact when you get back
They don't react
I guess they can
Aw shit
I don't think I can fail man
if your son can rap
Then I guess I'm the mail man

I just stay on my job
Man you know how I it get
Pull up
Park the car
Cause I'm driving this shit
I be right outside your door
Yeah I'm cocky as shit
You don't even gotta wonder why I'm dropping this shit
Tried to fuck with me before
But my pride is a bitch
Leave the bills on the table
See your wife and my kid
G shit
Handle business then I'm back in the whip
Every time she get a package
Know I'm back in your crib
I just stay on my job
Man you know how I it get
Pull up
Park the car
Cause I'm driving this shit
I be right outside your door
Yeah I'm cocky as shit
You don't even gotta wonder why I'm dropping this shit
Tried to fuck with me before
But my pride is a bitch
Leave the bills on the table
See your wife and my kid
G shit
Handle business then I'm back in the shit
Every time she wanna see me
It's a package again

It's the mailman
It's the mailman
It's the mailman
It's the mailman
It's the mailman
It's the mailman
It's the mailman
It's the mailman