American raised, born My is Daystar Peterston One day be the biggest artist in the whole world As for now though, the year is 2008 I'm 16 years old, is where my story begins
Daystar, I know you hear me you Daystar, open door You what, I'm done, I'm done I'm so of your disrespect, I don't know what the fuck to do I'm tired, you don't cook, you 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 street Thinking that shit pay off, it ain't gon' pay off It not last, you gonna find yourself dead Real, oh okay, so you to tell 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 ain't 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 take this shit no more. I want you to get 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 kicked up out the of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta live Mama died the same year my had the kid It was feed 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 straight thuggin' been left but the trap stayed bunkin' Nigga yeah Big time, big Ring so swole you would think it did Swear I told you for the 5th time get mine, yeah I got a so big, call the shit big time She don't wanna fuck me, man bitch lyin' I've been on the get a dollar, rich grind In the studio, I'm skating like a Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the Teachers me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow with the whip game, stupid bankroll Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid I've been on the Now a nigga know my way around, yeah Big time, cuban weigh me down, yeah yeah private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah These niggas pissy we stayed around, yeah yeah
Hop in another one Get in another one nigga Dip back in another one nigga, Hop in one nigga We back with another one Came back in another one nigga, 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 another one Dip back in one nigga, woah Hop in one nigga We back with another one back in another one nigga, woah
My wrist is froze 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 it in the winter Big homie asked a nigga I'm down for him in the eye and said to do it 'til I'm bigger than you I'm wop his ass on him Kicked out the house in had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth the TTC to get the figures, just me my lil nigga Ain't had no 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 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 I gotta do is get it poppin' and blowin' Only I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan I you
Hop in another one Get in another one nigga Dip in another one nigga, woah Hop in another one We back another one nigga Came 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 a 7-30 chance I won't fuck you niggas It's a 7-30 chance I might fuck up digits In the bottom where them niggas they fuck with you nigga Now you're up and they feel they should be up with you nigga I remember nights when I was starving and and ballin' and bummy And for-sick my car wasn't running and woah Dawgy all I is a onion The game was me audibly like someone confronted, but no Niggas never gave a nigga Fuck I look like giving niggas Made 100K this week, that's on my mama Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't even it I swear my coat is nice and wasn't even snowing Mama told me since a youngin' I would be a Played the watch out on the you used to see me scopin' Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we to blow this
Hop in another one Then hop out another one 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 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 found a bitch Dollars and is what my niggas tryna get Young as fuck but fake ID get me in the VIP I done said fuck school, fuck the 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 love I felt was from the dealers and the We gon' do the most, so tell niggas go boast Seen my nigga RV, and went and him a Ghost Through the windshield, the centerfold on the Ten below on you hoes, dough on you foes dough on these fours, getting money and shows These checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on Funny how I'm stuntin' and flooded 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 than a lot of my She much but she was mine The and the roses