I said I don’t wanna talk about it
But f** it, Ima talk about it
Look, Ay
I saw my momma smoke a crack right in my face it left me traumatized
She was never sober I could tell when I looked in her eyes
n***as been through hard times shootouts that I wish I’d died
I know about them stomach aches that pain it hurt to be alive
I was lost up in them streets I had to sell them d** to eat
Them hoes ain’t wanna f** with me I had to put J’s on my feet
They know I had that curly hair I know I’m looking like I’m sweet
I want that boy to disrespect I never got my a** beat
I had to much pain in me
My life it made me angry
If you came from the bottom ain’t no difference you the same as me
n***as say they f** with me I had to take some time to thank you
Sold my mama crack and took her link I ain’t have sh** to drink
We eat that chili out the can
I had to turn in to a man
I was selling Reggie n***a started out with seven grams
Never had no helping hand
One sister and two brothers
I got love for Wyshawn he one crazy muthaf**a