U And Me

We've been dogs from the Hush Puppy days We run around with sluts from the way I'll never see you get tumped in your face But still we've been accustomed to pain I remember when your pops passed away I'd come past for days The memories circle my brain I remember when you earnt off an eighth [?] copped your chain Now, how many Os later? Just count how many hoes rate us, we'll forever hold status And know that I mean this I'm a father of one, you've got two so let's just say I've got 3 kids Christmases and birthdays, they'll receive gifts I'm picturing your girl saying "daddy, we miss You living in the cell", life's a peak bitch Truth, so we ain't never slept with her Had a plan for the grams, and you said we'd be richer But now you're gone, I'm depressed in peace, nigga