i’m old enough to know better, young enough to not give a f*ck,
rather hold my head high and die than living dumb.
remember i was down to die just to live it up,
but life’s a b*tch and i judge it’s quickly given up.
they say that life is short, several looking through the bars,
gotta keep your head up, i be looking to the stars.
i be doing like, wasn’t looking for no cause,
they ain’t kill me, though, now i’m here looking at the scars.
sometimes you get caught by people looking from a far
that’s how it is when you out here taking cookies from a jar.
that’s what my son said, they came and took him and his draws
he support the family, they took the mama favorite bro.
to face, that’s my favorite bar,
here’s the rainy days they say you should be saving for.
but when sun shines no one carries umbrellas
and if they did, they be looking dumb like dumbfellas.
i’m trying to become some, they probably become jealous,
have a lot to say about it, but afraid to come tell us.
i’m here to beat the odds that were set against me,
wished the worst left to anyone who bet against me.
i wanna be somebody, somebody that’s never been
no squares in my circle, best shape i ever been.
i’m growing up, my daddy planted a seed,
my mama watered me with a plan to succeed.
i was that kid in the ghetto, hand full of seeds,
but i’m here now and i don’t play a receipt.
sometimes i think i love to back a right time,
imagine i would’ve f*cked up that night slime.
it hurts to even think about it,
would be in the streets, thirsty, trying to get a drink about it.
black pouty, i pull that quarto cinque
while they put that iron to your clothes
like i’m taking wrinkles out it.
take every franklin, grant, jackson and lincoln out it,
look you in the eyes and tell you don’t you even think about it.
so as you’re hearing dropping this rhyme,
know that my opportunity couldn’t be stopped at a dime.
the life you chose come from lack of options in time,
gotta do what you gotta do, even acting a crime.
and who am i? without a name, dropping an arm,
someone who sold a copy and then he just stopped, he just climbed.
someone who get money without dropping a dime
transform to your leader and my optimus prime.
so, for dinner you’re stopping at prom,
run at your patron, top of the line
hold ’em up, look at your n*gg*s and say
there was no way out, but we figured a way.
and now we chill, loaded up a still,
i just wish a n*gg* would but i know a n*gg* will.
but for real, good is how you feel,
but as soon as a n*gg* good is as soon as a n*gg* will.
and we don’t own these n*gg*s nothing,
put that in a n*gg* will, yeah.