We use to wear the same shoes and same jeans
Pussy niqqas wanna fight me
On the low steady balling with my tight geez
My hommie take a bullet for an OG

Back then when I started I was 17th
I was rolling up kush I was popin lean
Hating niqqas looking at me
I was high I was feeling like an OG
Little hommie fr d street wanna be me
Strong men for the street dem dey feel me
Pretty lady wan impress me
Im less busy tell the shurdy she could hit me
When I see momma smile thats a blessing
Issa Good life no stressing
Every day of my life is a blessing
We praying fr better days more blessings

Stars are made and stars are born
They knew I was grt right wen I was born
Thank God fr life now bads are gone
Sharout to God mehn dah his my plug
Back den I was broke
I could neva afford anything on my own
My life back den was looking like a joke
But I still tnk God cus i made it on my own