Life

My daddy ain't going nowhere
 Never
 Whether we dribble out this motherfucker
 Wrap rock or riddle out this motherfucker
 We gon' get up out this motherfucker
 Same way that Venus did, Serena did, we them kids
 Whitney was talking 'bout that's how it was
 Before my brother caught them slugs and I watched coroners chalk him out
 That ain't my brother in that box, what niggas talking bout?
 Couldn't Paul Bearer cause I was too weak to walk him out
 And that's real shit, I'm dedicated
 Like Pac was to Jada before Jada met Will Smith
 I'm already turnt up, chronic still burnt up
 Fuck outta here, with all that lean and popping pills shit
 Jump in my Impala get it hopping with a kill switch
 I done been around the world, my life is like a field trip
 I done been to Africa, seen niggas in Attica
 Cops killing our youth, these numbers ain't adding up
 Like that white boy sitting in a prison cell
 Killed 9 people in a church, how he living still?
 I couldn't understand, I spent hours with Farrakhan
 Just begging him to let me be the millionth man
 These niggas just make you wanna kill a man
 And let the .38 spin like a ceiling fan
 Separate your body from soul, soul from Earth
 Roll a blunt with your remains and then ash it in the dirt
 Listen, you ain't a Christian cause you go to church
 Listen, you ain't a gangster cause you got the work
 A real gangster's one who take care of his whole family
 Like me, even though my baby mama can't stand me
 Her name tattooed on my neck, nigga it's branded
 And my fucking kids tighter than Ray J and Brandy Brandon
 Yeah, I give it to you so you understand
 Fucking bitches took my family
 Bye baby, rock-a-bye baby
 No tears or sobs, baby, been listening to Nas lately
 And I can't lie, baby, been missing them thighs, baby
 But it's more to life than Gucci and Louis Vuitton, baby
 It's more to life than tripping on lies, baby
 Put feelings aside, baby, you Nicki Minaj, baby
 One day we all die, baby
 So I'd rather go hard, keep Cali alive, baby
 Yeah, keep Cali alive, baby
 Double entendre, nigga that's my baby
 And don't nobody father kids like me
 Word to Kevin Hart, take care of they rib like me
 I made fucked up decisions but don't let 'em crucify me
 I'm still the same nigga on my California ID
 Yeah, Compton nigga
 Blame Dre, it's his fault that I'm a monster, nigga
 I was selling crack in west side Bompton, nigga
 Yeah I can rap, but I ain't ask for no sponsors, nigga
 I was light skin and young Clay Thompson, nigga
 15, had guns like Contra, nigga
 Now the call me bipolar, big contradiction
 This The Documentary 2 without Doc's prescription
 Motherfucker