Mama Used to Say E

Aye this shit so luxury, so lavish, You know what I'm sayin'? My mama used to say, "Hold up." Say, "Save some of that shit for when you Grow up." Like, "Boy, you need to slow up." Them kids down the street playin' tag, I'm like, "So what?" Smokin' weed in the alley With Kid, think I was ten. Spice 1 in my headphones, yeah, Wanna be him. Fast forward, I'm the P, Like yeah, yeah, that's me. Day one, like yeah, you know I'ma keep it G. Still got the same crush on a bitch From second grade. She married now with kids, I'm still stuck in My ways. Hangin' out drinkin' Henny with homies like Noah Praise. If I had hair, I'd rock a Real perm or do the braids. Mind in a haze, the lean got me gleepy. Invisible to all, what makes you think you can See me? Original P, shout out to my auntie Chi Chi.