[Verse 1: Black Milk]Tell Sonny we waitingOutside meet us at Don's houseAround the block, meet at Deion's houseHave him back at his crib before Mom Dukes finds outCause lord knows nothing gets past Ms. JonesLike before when she smelled marijuana on our clothesMarijuana on my coatTold me like "Son you got to go"Told me like "Show respect when in my home""Know you was raised better"Said to her "I don't mean no disrespect ever"Not clever, but I thought I wasNot cool or slick as I thought I wasCutting school, Sonny was with all of usDidn't think I was a bad influenceOn her son but she probably thought differentIf I asked herOnly had him skip a couple times out of classBut Sonny had mom had dad huhBut I ain't see my dad muchDidn't have no real directionI ain't see my dad muchSo, when the trouble comesI don't mind to take the blameThey already expect me to be the one to be insaneIn the jail or in the grave, goneYou the only talent out our groupOnly one that got potential to get onSo we make sure Sonny making songsStanding on stage with him like"My nigga, we on"[Outro]*Unidentifiable singing*[Skit: Litte Kid]You say "Yo your bother scared of my mans nigga"He ain't scared of nobody nigga*Talking fades*
