Seed of a Refugee

[Intro]
Give thanks
To the most high I give thanks
On the good days and bad days
Tryna give more than I take
Mohntra in the house, young Spence in the house

[Verse 1]
Big up big up my dogs (Dogs)
Big up big up my fans (Fans)
Big up big up the girls that gave me a chance (They like)
Haters don't want no hands (Hands)
I could tell by they stance (Ouu)
Momma said take it slow (Slow)
The fast lane always jammed (Jammed)
Damn damn damn damn damn damn (Huh)
I could still hear my momma saying "boy pull up yo pants" (Boy)
Back then I though life was clothes, hoes and bands
I probably was in a trance (Ouu)
We was in F-town the four-door was crammed
Thinking of ways to make the paper expand (Get it poppin)
You smell the sauce I ain't gotta say nothing (Okay)
This that real life drip fuck the 'gram (Hey hey)
Ask my momma, I been fly since day one (Ouu ouu)
She always telling me that I'm my dad's son (Hey, ouu)
But I'll never leave her like my dad done (Dad did)
Family come before my occupation (Yeah, yeah yeah)
I'm in the club with my shades on, shades on
Money bags under my eyes I'm up too long
Money bags under my eyes I work too hard

[Chorus]
Nanana na na yeah (Ayy)
You know I adore you (Momma)
You know I love my crew
Nanana na na ooh
You know I love this life (Yeah)
You know I love my momma
That's where I got my fly

[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh
Cotton candy colored camo that's a Bape on my fleece
I be kicking flavor boy you know my last name is Lee
Shotta Spence, Spence Lee, call me what you please
I'm from F-town baby 420 degree
Blazing trees got my eyes on full Chinese
I'm a soldier like my momma, Southside Vietnamese
I been fly forever even when I had no cheese
Me and my dawgs was on the ave getting flea market flee
RIP Big Chino RIP Big B
I'mma stay icy for you, rain, hail, snow or sleet
I give thanks for this life it could be gone in a breeze
Two shots stopped my partner short at 19 over some weed
I can't believe this shit
One thing you should know this shit ain't for the mentally weak
My momma said look at your face you the seed of a refugee