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Fetus

 

Fetus

(album: Limbo - 2020)


Working dead end jobs till my girl off
Me and my baby broke, so we don't know what condoms are
The change my Mama gave me clinking like they Dorothy dog
I hope my seed don't inherit my Dad's cholesterol
I'm protective 'cause this world has got an evil will
They giving guns with every muthafucking happy meal
A shooter every month and they pretend it's daffodils
My son'll probably see that fire before a fire drill
We fell in love and lit a flame before the tinder came

Back when T.I. "Bring 'Em Out" and 50 fucked with Game
We was a unit something special life was super bliss
You shook your iced coffees like they was Shakira hips, ya dig

I-I-I want it
But she-she-she calling
She want to get on it
I tell her I'm on one
Said we could have a baby, baby girl
But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?
I-I-I want it but
But she-she-she calling
She want to get on it
I tell her I'm on one
Said we could have a baby, baby girl
But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?

To my future daughter or son
The streams from this album gon' pay for your college funds
The circle of life could make a man feel like the one
Just know that you on purpose, it's never just hit and run, look
She said she might've missed her period
But my mind is somewhere else and I'm in 6th period
You know, 17 and delirious
Thinking we independent on that scared of our parents shit
See plan b really gotta be Plan B
Shit maybe C, D, E this is my damn seed, yeah
We paid cash rip up the damn receipt
'Cause mama got my account, that shit she can't see
Either time's flying or my mind is playing tricks
Can't believe my baby girl's already turning six
Pray you nothing like your daddy, stay away from drugs
Hope I can be half the father that my Mama was
I hope I can be half the father that the Mamba was
But now I'm kinda stuck, 'cause what I'm chasing is so possessful
'Cause Adam too tough, yeah, Adam talking college funds
Shit, and I don't know if I'll have enough
'Cause man this game is inconsistent, yeah, ain't nothing promised
And a bitchweekly paycheck sound perfect for my wallet
At what point ya hang the gloves up and throw ya towel on
Yeah, have I been wrong? Yeah, yeah

I-I-I want it
But she-she-she calling
She want to get on it
I tell her I'm on one
Said we could have a baby, baby girl
But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?
I-I-I want it but
But she-she-she calling
She want to get on it
I tell her I'm on one
Said we could have a baby, baby girl
But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?

I think that we are so used to life not being valued
That we think wasting it on kindness is a bad idea
You should be getting money, you should be fucking hoes
You should drive fast cars, and then you realize, that you
Sometimes you get those things
And now you're just a nigga with those things
'Cause its like, well, what's next?
And it's like, well, I never tried a grape fruit by itself
And now you're just a nigga peeling, like eating a grapefruit
And you're like this is nice with sugar in it
And you're like why is this nicer than my Ferrari?

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