American raised, born My name is Peterston 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 my story begins
Daystar, I know you me calling you Daystar, open this You know what, I'm done, I'm I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't what the fuck to do I'm tired, you don't cook, you don't You do shit All I asked 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 pay off, it ain't gon' pay off It does not last, you gonna find yourself Real, oh okay, so you mean to me That you that street life gon' pay off for you? Boy please, I'm just waiting to get the 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. 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 with ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out. I'm done, get the out
It's the year 2008, I'm kicked up out the crib of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta live Mama died the same my sister had the kid It was feed the fam or get killed So a said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room Landlord buggin' Roaches on the ceiling, room straight thuggin' Should've left but the trap stayed bunkin' Nigga yeah Big time, big so swole you would think it did time Swear I told you 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 on the get a billion dollar, rich grind In the studio, I'm like a inline Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow Stupid the whip game, stupid bankroll Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid I've on the road 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 These niggas that we stayed around, yeah yeah
Hop in another one Get in another one nigga Dip in another one nigga, woah 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 Hop in one nigga Then hop out one nigga Dip in another one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We with another one nigga Then in another one nigga, woah
My wrist is like Kristi Yamaguchi Skating on them, Yamaguchi We a nigga talkin' at us loosely Skating on them, Yamaguchi You love the sound, uh, fuck around, uh 458, I dropped it in the Big homie asked a what 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 had a nigga trappin' 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, and slugs All my was plugs, all my bitches was dubs Left me out when I was tryna make it what it does Can't forget a drop when they put 6 in my plug Only I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud Only thing I gotta do is get it and blowin' Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I by the slogan I you
Hop in one nigga Get back in one nigga Dip in another one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We back another one nigga back in another one nigga, woah I told, I you all I know how I'mma get I told, I you all I know, I
It's a 7-30 I won't fuck with you niggas It's a chance I might fuck up them digits In the bottom where them niggas they ain't with you nigga Now you're up and they feel like they be up with you nigga I remember nights when I was starving and and ballin' and bummy And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't and woah Dawgy all I want is a The game was callin' me like someone confronted, but no never gave a nigga nothing Fuck I like giving niggas something? Made 100K this week, that's on my mama Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't even it Dawg I swear my coat is nice and wasn't snowing Mama me since a youngin' I would be a soldier Played the watch out on the block you used to see me Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we 'bout to blow
Hop in another one Then hop out another one Dip in another one nigga, woah Hop in another one We back another one nigga Dip back in another one nigga, I told, I you all I how I'mma 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 myself a bitch and success is what my niggas tryna get Young as fuck but ID gon' get me in the VIP I done fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public I rather count this money the thuggers and the junkies The teachers used to 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, getting dough on you dough on these fours, getting money and shows These are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' 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 kept it realer than a lot of my She much but she was mine The and the roses