American raised, Canadian My name is Daystar One day I'mma be the biggest in the whole world As for right now though, the is 2008 I'm 16 years old, this is where my story
Daystar, I know you hear me you Daystar, open door You know what, I'm done, I'm I'm so sick of disrespect, I don't know what the fuck to do I'm tired, you don't cook, you don't You do shit All I ever you to do was go get a job You won't go get a job But you wanna find in the street hustling that shit gonna pay off, it ain't gon' pay off It does not last, you gonna yourself dead Real, oh okay, so you mean to me That you that street life gon' pay off for you? Boy please, I'm waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body. It gon' last. And this music stuff. Nigga go get a job. That's you need. You need a job, I'm done. I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I can't 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 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib Instead of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta died the same year my sister had the kid It was either feed the fam or get So a nigga said it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room straight buggin' Roaches on the ceiling, living room thuggin' Should've been left but the stayed bunkin' Nigga yeah Big time, big Ring so swole you would think it did Swear I told you niggas for the 5th get mine, yeah I got a ring so big, the shit big time She don't wanna fuck me, man that bitch I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich In the studio, I'm skating like a Sorry I went Yamaguchi with the dough Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid the flow Stupid with the game, stupid bankroll Stupid ass nigga, stupid paid shows I've been on the Now a nigga know my way around, yeah Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah niggas 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 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 back in another one nigga, Hop in one nigga We back with one nigga Then back in one nigga, woah
My wrist is froze Kristi Yamaguchi Skating on them, Yamaguchi We watch a nigga at us loosely Skating on them, Yamaguchi You the sound, uh, don't fuck around, uh 458, I dropped it in the Big homie a nigga what I'm down for Looked him in the eye and to do it 'til 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 had no hittas wit us Was the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was Left me out I was tryna make it deal 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 gotta do is get it poppin' and Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the Niggas it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan I you
Hop in another one Get in another one nigga Dip back in one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We back with another one Came back in 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 7-30 chance I won't fuck you niggas It's a 7-30 chance I might up them digits In the bottom where niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga Now you're up and they feel they should be up with you nigga I remember nights when I was and hungry and ballin' and bummy And 'cause my car wasn't running and woah Dawgy all I want is a The game was me audibly like someone confronted, but no Niggas never a nigga nothing Fuck I look like giving something? Made 100K this week, that's on my dead a hundred seventeen and I ain't even know it Dawg I swear my is nice and wasn't even snowing Mama told me a youngin' I would be a soldier Played the watch out on the you used to see me scopin' Respect the shooters, a youngin' 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 with another one 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 2009 and I done found myself a crib I ain't got no dough, but I done myself a bitch and success is what my niggas tryna get Young as fuck but ID gon' get me in the VIP I done said school, fuck the teachers and the public I count this money with the thuggers and the junkies The teachers to tell me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing" The only I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas We gon' do the most, so them niggas go boast my nigga RV, and went and copped him a Ghost Through the windshield, the centerfold on the Ten below on you hoes, dough on you foes Getting dough on these fours, getting money and These checks are looking silly, I'm getting on hoes how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded in stone Put them hunnids on hold, put them on go the bag
I was up, I had nowhere to go I had moved in with my girl, you know she it realer than a lot of my niggas She much but she was mine The guns and the