American raised, born My name is Peterston One day be the biggest artist in the whole world As for now though, the year is 2008 I'm 16 years old, this is where my begins
Daystar, I you hear me calling you Daystar, this door You what, I'm done, I'm done I'm so sick of your disrespect, I know what the fuck 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 even go get a job But you wanna find in the street hustling Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it gon' pay off It does not last, you find yourself 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 gon' last. And this music stuff. Nigga go get a job. what 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 your ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out. I'm done, get the out
It's the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the Instead of where the fuck I'm bouta live Mama 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 straight thuggin' Should've been left but the stayed bunkin' yeah 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 big time She don't wanna me, man that bitch lyin' I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich In the studio, I'm skating like a 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 been on the road Now a nigga my way around, yeah yeah Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah These niggas pissy that we stayed around, yeah
Hop in another one Get in another one nigga Dip back in one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We back another one nigga Came 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 back in one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We with another one nigga Then in another one nigga, woah
My is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi Skating on them, Kristi We a nigga 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 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 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 thought it was over, but bitch I by the slogan I you
Hop in another one Get back in another one Dip in another one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We with another one nigga back 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 7-30 chance I won't with you niggas It's a 7-30 chance I fuck up them digits In the bottom them niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga Now you're up and they feel like they should be up you nigga I remember when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't running and all I want is a onion The game was callin' me audibly like confronted, but no Niggas never a nigga nothing Fuck I look like giving something? Made 100K this week, that's on my dead Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't know it Dawg I swear my coat is and wasn't even snowing Mama told me since a I would be a soldier Played the watch out on the block you to see me scopin' Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we to blow this
Hop in one nigga Then hop out another one Dip in another one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We back with one nigga Dip 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 the year and I done found myself a crib I ain't got no dough, but I found myself a bitch Dollars and success is what my tryna get Young as but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP I done said school, fuck the teachers and the public I rather this money with the thuggers and the junkies The teachers to tell 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 them niggas go boast 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 fours, getting money and shows checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded in 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 she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas She wasn't but she was mine The guns and the