American raised, born My name is Daystar One day I'mma be the biggest artist in the world As for right now though, the is 2008 I'm 16 years old, this is where my begins
Daystar, I know you hear me you Daystar, open door You what, I'm done, I'm done 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 do shit All I ever you to do was go get a job You won't go get a job But you find yourself in the street hustling Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it gon' pay off It does not last, you gonna find dead Real, oh okay, so you to tell me That you think that street life gon' pay off for Boy please, I'm waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body. It ain't last. And this music stuff. Nigga go get a job. That's 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 you to get your shit 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 getting up out the crib Instead of contemplating where the I'm bouta live Mama the same year my sister had the kid It was either the fam or get killed So a said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room Landlord straight Roaches on the ceiling, living room thuggin' Should've been left but the trap bunkin' Nigga yeah Big time, big Ring so swole you would it did time Swear I told you niggas for the 5th I'mma get mine, I got a so big, call the shit big time She don't wanna fuck me, man that lyin' I've been on the get a billion dollar, grind In the studio, I'm skating like a Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi 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 on the road Now a know my way around, yeah yeah Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah Flying private, I can turn the around, yeah yeah These niggas pissy we stayed around, yeah yeah
Hop in one nigga Get in another one nigga Dip back in one nigga, woah Hop in another one 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 Hop in another one Then hop out another one Dip back in another one nigga, Hop in one nigga We back with another one Then back in one nigga, woah
My wrist is like Kristi Yamaguchi Skating on them, Kristi We watch a nigga talkin' at us on them, Kristi Yamaguchi You the sound, uh, don't fuck around, uh 458, I dropped it in the Big asked a nigga what I'm down for Looked him in the eye and said to do it 'til I'm 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, just me my lil had no hittas 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 deal 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 I gotta do is get it poppin' and blowin' Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the I you
Hop in one nigga Get in another one nigga Dip back in another one nigga, Hop in one nigga We with another one nigga back in another one nigga, woah I told, I you all I know how get mine I told, I you all I know, I
It's a 7-30 chance I won't with you niggas a 7-30 chance I might fuck up them digits In the bottom where niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga Now you're up and they like they should be up with you nigga I remember when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't and woah all I want is a onion The was callin' me audibly like someone confronted, but no Niggas never gave a nothing Fuck I look like giving niggas Made 100K this week, that's on my mama a hundred seventeen and I ain't even know it Dawg I swear my coat is and wasn't even snowing told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier Played the watch out on the you used to see me scopin' Respect the shooters, that's a goal, we 'bout to blow this
Hop in one nigga Then hop out another one Dip back in another one nigga, Hop in one nigga We back another one nigga Dip in another one nigga, woah 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 done found 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 rather count this money with the thuggers and the The teachers used to me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing" The only love I felt was from the dealers and the We gon' do the most, so tell them niggas go Seen my nigga RV, and went and him a Ghost the windshield, the centerfold on the door Ten below on you hoes, getting on you foes Getting dough on these fours, money and shows These checks are looking silly, I'm getting on hoes Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' in stone Put them on hold, put them runners on go the bag
I was up, I had nowhere to go I had in with my girl, you know she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas She much but she was mine The and the roses