Visitation

I want grills and patek, ice and gold on my neck

Move my momma to the hills and my sister and them next

Ask my brothers what's the bill, it don't matter, here the check

Call my daddy phone, I love you long, you can get the rest

Wop died, I fight to cry, not enough tears to get him back

When shit got ugly niggas hugged me, left me at they best

Remember fuckin', now it's fuck you , left me after sex

My dawg David, home, he remained a strong, at times that it was stress

At times that it was hard, you sent a text, wanted a call

Everything really my all, so I had to give it