歌词
Streets caught
Ain't no promise lords
J's, drug dealers
Money flippers
Hustlers, hoes
Everybody tryna' get some money
Whether it's juggin', or robbin'
Broke all my life
My mom was struggling
I ain't have no choice, but to get my bands up
I'll do anything for them racks
I was brought in this world to do one thing
And that's finesse
I done got so good at this shit
They started calling me the finesse father
Haha
