Down the streets of 3OB while all my homies asked to hold 'em
Proceed to play ball, when he cried I can't console him
I truly wasn't ready for kids, that's what he told me
KRIT reps the 300 Block from Meridian, MS. When you have a newborn, your friends will always want to congratulate you and hold him. They’ll also want to you chill with them, but you can’t do that when you have a mouth to feed. KRIT now understands what his father was telling him.
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