Wrong Role Model (Explicit) (Clean)

The wrong role model

Oh lawd

I got infatuated wit' tha d**e dealers

They life and they hairstyle

Bandanas and gold teeth

And the women they f**k

Guess I grew up in the fast lane

Infatuated with the finer thangs

At tha mall we would window shop

At jewelry and diamond rings

Respect we salute off top

To the big dog who run the block

From Monday to Sunday

Him and his runners they run the shop

Michael Jordan was a muthaf**ker

But Calvin was GOD to us

Crazy 'cause we worshipped the one

Who hurt our family sell hard to us

Role model

Larry Hoover s**t

Role model

Rayful Edmond s**t

Role model

Pablo s**t

Rick Ross s**t

But not the rapper Rick

Tha d**e dealer

I wanted to be like tha big dawg in tha hood who gave out tha turkeys out

Shoulda went that way

But I went tha other route

Me Lil Bleek in front Grandma house

Spray you u come in front Grandma house

Tryna be our role models

We ate in front my Grandma house

D**n look at my role models

Dead or stuck in prison

Guess when you get too much

They come and they get ya

I think I had the wrong role model

Me and you

Me and you me and you

So I just might be tha wrong role model

For you and you

For you and you

It's safe to say

I had the wrong role model

Oh lawd

So I just might be the wrong role model

For your child

For your child

Talk to 'em Bad a*s

You might want jewelry like me

Get p***y like me

But is you really down to take care all of them children like me

Half my n***as in the ground

Show you want hittas like me

Show you wanna live tha life I live

You might not make 23

For you ever try to be like me

Rather you be 23

Michael Jordan

Cuz my life is for the dangerous and deep

I get blamed for a lot of pain

My life ain't built for the weak

Is you gon' cry when ya n***a die

Or put his killa to sleep

I send a prayer to all the lil ones

Who grew up living like me

Hope you make it some way some how

And go and get it like me

But don't be slipping like me

Be with yo pistol like me

Is you gon' buss behind yo s**t

Sho you won't be drippin like me

Can you gorilla hustle if you fall

Go get that ticket like me

Camp J Angola bound

When you get ignorant like me

You want be Boosie

Would you want cancer in yo kidney like me

I was raised to think that sellin' d**e tha only way u get rich

Real s**t

I think I had tha wrong role model

Me and you

Me and you me and you

So I just might be the wrong role model

For you and you

For you and you

It's safe to say

I had the wrong role model

Oh lawd

So I just might be the wrong role model

For your child

For your child

Let me take you back

When I was in the days looking

For I ever got some p***y

If you wasn't a bad a*s

People would thank that you was p***y

All my uncles trained me

Boosie you can't be no p***y

Showed me how to be a gangsta

And they showed me how to cook it

This the baking soda

Whip It

This the purple so

Sip It

He's a jacka he might wack ya

This is serious

Kill him

I feel him

Then he went to running all them gangsta stories

Bout Boo Milton nem

When 2Pac came to tha bottom

And I was feeling him

I used to drank tha whole bottom

Silk and Slim was my role models

I went to tha pen

Look what you did

I had tha wrong role model

Black Jesus up out that bottom

Big Rowe always sold me fire

And Big Hammer was a legend to me

Thug in Peace man

I think I had the wrong role model

Me and you

Me and you me and you

So I just might be the wrong role model

For you and you

For you and you

It's safe to say

I had the wrong role model

Oh lawd

So I just might be the wrong role model

For your child

For your child

I look up to all the bosses

Names up on the wall

Them bosses guided home