Lil Poppa - Ms. Barbara Grandson lyrics

(Drum Dummie made the beat and
I'm gon' kill it)

Them people hate, say I got youngin them
Trying to blam something money Making Sonny
They trying to hold a nigga for ransom
The bitches love me, when I
Thought I was ugly, they called me handsome
I knew God had a plan for
Me 'cause I'm Ms barbara grandson
Watch what you saying to
Him 'cause he'll been
Done flipped out on all you niggas
And when the fame gone
He don't got no problem posting
Up with all them killers
Keep hearing that same song, turn it off
That shit remind him of his lil' one
Need to change his ringtone, hе can't
It's been the same since hе was little



He rock the same clothes, ain't
Pressed 'bout that designer shit, he good
He fuck the same hoes
He like his bitches straight
From out the hood he just bought a Draco
He ain't going hope you get that understood
He like them Wraith doors, I ain't lying
He'll go cop that if he could he antisocial
He don't like talking 'bout his
Problems when he should
He don't drink though
He just smoke and he might
Sip only if it's mud
And he be out every city he
Go, he ain't worry 'bout shit
He know he good he done cried his tears, he
Done wiped his sweat
They stabbed his back he shed his blood
He don't need no friends, he good, it's love
Picking up backends, only time he clubs
His family gangsters, he could've been a thug
They killed Pasco
Should he could've been the plug
Nah, he cut her off, he
Ain't fucking with her
Found out one of the opps busting in her
Crazy thing is, he was trusting her
It's fucked up how they be doing lil' bro

Them people hate, say I got youngin them
Trying to blam something money Making Sonny
They trying to hold a nigga for ransom
The bitches love me, when I
Thought I was ugly, they called me handsome
I knew God had a plan for
Me 'cause I'm Ms barbara grandson
Watch what you saying to
Him 'cause he'll been
Done flipped out on all you niggas
And when the fame gone
He don't got no problem posting
Up with all them killers
Keep hearing that same song, turn it off
That shit remind him of his lil' one
Need to change his ringtone, he can't
It's been the same since he was little

He don't want his chains on
I don't know why that young nigga too humble
'Cause he know that pain ain't gone and
Any day he can go back under
Why he let that nigga diss him like
That? 'Cause he ain't worried 'bout him
He worried 'bout karma
Well, why he let 'em hit him like
That? Man, all them niggas gon' die
That's on his mama
They say he ain't living like that
Like what? He don't really involve
His self with drama
Why he always feeling like that? Some
Shit he was born with that
Ain't his problem
How he get so skinny like that? 'Cause he got
To take the meds prescribed by his doctor
What his family he love them
To death and he let
Go of that grudge he had with his father
His sisters and brothers that his
Heart his nieces and nephews
He like to spoil them
And every time he say he quit
He think about them then he go harder
Ain't a nigga gave him shit but
He did for them, man, he too loyal
He said his nigga last words to him was
"I just wish the best for you"

Them people hate, say I got youngin them
Trying to blam something money Making Sonny
They trying to hold a nigga for ransom
The bitches love me, when I
Thought I was ugly, they called me handsome
I knew God had a plan for
Me 'cause I'm Ms barbara grandson
Watch what you saying to
Him 'cause he'll been
Done flipped out on all you niggas
And when the fame gone
He don't got no problem posting
Up with all them killers
Keep hearing that same song, turn it off
That shit remind him of his lil' one
Need to change his ringtone, he can't
It's been the same since he was little