i mean, this is just
24, how could i ask for more
i got my deal, it’s getting real, i’m making game for sure
stuntin every chance i get, because i had it poor
but every time i go to sleep i hear the devil at my door
and i’m on them papers, so the courts i’m goin back and forth
dealin with probation man they all said i’d be back for sure
mommies turn to zombies from that raw, because it’s crack galore
you wonder why them babies runnin crazy steady clappin off
gettin life before they get pussy
cuz ain’t nobody love em so their lives get tooken
locked in cages, have em fighting over cookies
and the lunch trays just happy them days ain’t never killed em
yeah i remember
it was a hot december, niggas die on top the winter
cuz kids need them toys where santa claus don’t seem them boys
don’t seem the girls around here, cuz there’s jackboys downstairs
no man with the big bag, just man with the big gat
tryna take his shit back, cuz he feel the world owe him
and his daughter want a barbie bike for christmas, he gon show her
that the love is there, no mother there, just her and lil brother there
we wash our pain with belvedere and use the drugs they brung us here
and we get high to get by, hot dogs, no rib eyes
with tears drip from red eyes where ends don’t meet the deadlines
the DA said she hate me, but i don’t understand
when i just rocked a show in front of 50,000 fans
i think that bitch racist, she prolly in the clan
she take her pain out on me, but she prolly need a man
i took my mom from public housing, put her in the sticks
we came a long way from welfare and getting wit
that shit just made me hungry, and now we getting rich
and all these niggas gettin sick, i know they wanna get me hit
cuz i’m ballin
yeah, cuz i’m ballin
