Wit My Mask

And I'm in my bed

I think about them late nights with My mask

All of them licks that I hit back then

Rose Wood stuffed with 'xotic out Th zip

I'm Smoking reminiscing about the Times I slid

All of the times a nigga could've Been dead

Look in my daughter eyes, remind Me grind for this shit

I'm at it all night, bitch, Imma' sleep When I'm dead

These birds gon' try to flock me, see A nigga getting bread

Cut a motherfucker off before I cut One of my dreads

Keep a 50 like I'm Curtis Many Men, that want me dead