Hit the booth

I drip blood, sweat, and tears I'm still not throwing in that towel

Can't trust the family by my side It takes too much to make them proud

I was there to hold you up it hurt so much you let me down

She like to call me sir, cause I stop fooling around with clowns

I hit the booth and spit the truth and talk my own perspective

I told my girl that I'm in love, she hate I'm so neglectful

Just to see my daughter smile, it makes me so protective

They on your case, more then police, I think them boys detectives

They dick pull more than these hoes them guys be homosexual

If you thinking this shit sweet, be down to get aggressive