American raised, born My name is Peterston One day be the biggest artist in the whole world As for right now though, the is 2008 I'm 16 years old, this is where my begins
Daystar, I you hear me calling you Daystar, open this 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 cook, you don't clean You don't do All I ever you to do was go get a job You even go get a job But you wanna find yourself in the hustling Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it ain't pay off It does not last, you find yourself dead Real, oh okay, so you to tell 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 down and identify your body. It ain't gon' last. And music stuff. Nigga go get a job. That's what you need. You a job, I'm done. I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I take this shit no more. I want you to get your and get the fuck out. I'm done with your ass. Get your shit, get the out. I'm done, get the out
It's the year 2008, I'm kicked up out the crib Instead of contemplating where the I'm bouta live Mama died the same year my had the kid It was either the fam or get killed So a said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room straight buggin' Roaches on the ceiling, living room thuggin' Should've left but the trap stayed bunkin' yeah yeah Big time, big Ring so you would think it did time I told you niggas for the 5th time I'mma get mine, I got a ring so big, call the shit big She don't wanna fuck me, man bitch lyin' I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich In the studio, I'm skating a inline I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dough Teachers me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow with the whip game, stupid bankroll Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid shows I've been on the Now a nigga know my way around, yeah Big time, chain weigh me down, yeah yeah Flying private, I can the plane around, yeah yeah These pissy that we stayed around, yeah yeah
Hop in one nigga Get in another one nigga Dip back in one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We back with another one back in another one nigga, woah I told, I you all I know how get mine I told, I you all I know, I Hop in another one hop out another one nigga Dip in another one nigga, woah Hop in another one We back with one nigga back in another one nigga, woah
My wrist is like Kristi Yamaguchi Skating on them, Yamaguchi We watch a talkin' at us loosely Skating on them, Kristi You love the sound, uh, fuck around, uh 458, I dropped it in the Big homie asked a nigga I'm down for Looked him in the eye and said to do it 'til I'm bigger you I'm wop his ass on him Kicked out the house in Brampton had a nigga trappin' out in Take the TTC to get the figures, me my lil nigga Ain't had no wit us Was the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs All my niggas was plugs, all my was dubs Left me out when I was make it deal what it does Can't forget about a drop they put 6 in my plug Only I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud Only thing I do is get it poppin' and blowin' thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I by the slogan I you
Hop in one nigga Get back in another one Dip back in another one nigga, Hop in one nigga We back with one nigga Came back in one nigga, woah I told, I you all I know how get mine I told, I you all I know, I
a 7-30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas It's a 7-30 chance I might up them digits In the bottom where them niggas they ain't fuck you nigga Now you're up and they feel like they should be up you nigga I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and and bummy And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't and woah all I want is a onion The game was callin' me audibly someone confronted, but no Niggas never gave a nigga Fuck I look giving niggas something? Made 100K this week, on my dead mama Spend a hundred and I ain't even know it Dawg I my coat is nice and wasn't even snowing told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier Played the watch out on the block you used to see me the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we 'bout to blow this
Hop in another one Then hop out another one Dip back in another one nigga, Hop in another one We with another one nigga Dip back in another one nigga, I told, I you all I know how get mine I told, I you all I know, I
It's the year 2009 and I found myself a crib I ain't got no dough, but I done found a bitch Dollars and success is what my tryna get Young as fuck but fake ID get me in the VIP I said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public I rather count this money with the thuggers and the The teachers to tell me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing" The only love I felt was from the 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, dough on you foes Getting dough on these fours, getting and shows checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' in stone Put hunnids on hold, put them runners on go the bag
I was fucked up, I had to go I had moved in with my girl, you know she kept it realer a lot of my niggas She wasn't much but she was The guns and the