See once upon a time
A young kid started writing rhymes
Searching for something new but not knowing that he can find
The better things times will change
Is what he told his self
No cash but focused on the wealth
He peeped what people really bout
Those other people seem to doubt
Headphones in to tune em out
Smashed his girl was soon to shout
See n***as hated
Claimed real when they be faking
Told myself that ima make it
Know yourself and don't debate it
My head out the window as the wind blow
I'm only hanging out with my kinfolks
Got 1,2,3 like what are friends four
I threw some ones and watch her bend low
Sunny days, money pays, mama raised, my girl she stayed, grew in florida like the Rays, started rapping just a faze