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