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