Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You/Another One

American raised, Canadian
My is Daystar Peterston
One day I'mma be the biggest in the whole world
As for right now though, the is 2008
I'm 16 years old, is where my story begins

Daystar,
I know you me calling you
Daystar, this door
You know what, I'm done, I'm
I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't know what the to do
I'm tired, you don't cook, you clean
You do shit
All I asked you to do was go get a job
You won't go get a job
But you wanna find yourself in the hustling
that shit gonna pay off, it ain't gon' pay off
It does not last, you find yourself dead
Real, oh okay, so you mean to me
That you think that street life pay off for you?
Boy please,
I'm just waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come and identify your body.
It ain't gon' last. And this stuff. Nigga go get a job.
what you need. You need a job, I'm done.
I'm you lost your mom, but I can't take this shit no more.
I want you to get your and get the fuck out.
I'm done your ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out.
I'm done, get the out

the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib
Instead of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta
Mama died the same my sister had the kid
It was either the fam or get killed
So a nigga said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one
Landlord straight
Roaches on the ceiling, living room straight
Should've been left but the trap stayed
yeah yeah
Big time, big
Ring so swole you would think it did
I told you niggas for the 5th time
I'mma get mine,
I got a ring so big, call the big time
She don't wanna fuck me, man bitch lyin'
I've been on the get a dollar, rich grind
In the studio, I'm skating like a
Sorry I went Yamaguchi with the dough
Teachers me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow
Stupid the whip game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, stupid paid shows
been on the road
Now a nigga know my way around, yeah
Big time, cuban chain me down, yeah yeah
Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah
These pissy that we stayed around, yeah yeah

Hop in another one
Get back in another one
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in one nigga
We back another one nigga
Came back in another one nigga,
I told, I you all
I how I'mma get mine
I told, I you all
I know, I
Hop in one nigga
hop out another one nigga
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in another one
We back another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga,

My wrist is froze like Kristi
Skating on them, Kristi
We watch a talkin' at us loosely
Skating on them, Kristi
You love the sound, uh, fuck around, uh
458, I it in the winter
Big homie asked a nigga what I'm for
Looked him in the eye and said to do it I'm bigger than you
I'm wop his ass on him
Kicked out the house in Brampton had a nigga out in Danforth
Take the TTC to get the figures, me my lil nigga
Ain't had no wit us
Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and
All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was
Left me out when I was tryna make it what it does
Can't forget about a drop when they put 6 in my
Only thing I do is get my Mom out the mud
Only thing I do is get it poppin' and blowin'
Only thing I do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but I live by the slogan
I you

Hop in one nigga
Get back in one nigga
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in one nigga
We with another one nigga
Came in another one nigga, woah
I told, I you all
I how I'mma get mine
I told, I you all
I know, I

It's a chance I won't fuck with you niggas
a 7-30 chance I might fuck up them digits
In the bottom where them niggas they ain't with you nigga
Now up and they feel like they should be up with you nigga
I remember nights when I was and hungry and ballin' and bummy
And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't and woah
Dawgy all I is a onion
The game was callin' me audibly like confronted, but no
Niggas never a nigga nothing
Fuck I look giving niggas something?
Made 100K this week, that's on my dead
Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't even it
Dawg I swear my coat is and wasn't even snowing
Mama me since a youngin' I would be a soldier
Played the watch out on the block you to see me scopin'
Respect the shooters, that's a goal, we 'bout to blow this

Hop in one nigga
hop out another one nigga
Dip in another one nigga, woah
Hop in one nigga
We back another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga,
I told, I you all
I know how I'mma get
I told, I you all
I know, I

It's the year 2009 and I done myself a crib
I ain't got no dough, but I done myself a bitch
Dollars and success is my niggas tryna get
Young as but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I done fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I rather this money with the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to tell me "boy you gon' 'mount to nothing"
The love I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas
We gon' do the most, so tell them niggas go
my nigga RV, and went and copped him a Ghost
Through the windshield, the on the door
Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you
Getting dough on these fours, getting money and
These checks are looking silly, I'm funny on hoes
Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded in
Put them hunnids on hold, put runners on go
the bag

I was up, I had nowhere to go
I had moved in with my girl, you she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas
She wasn't much but she was
The guns and the