comin' up life was never fair
sellin' dope on my momma stairs
did it for my brothers and my sisters
big tree sales like christmas
aunty used to kick me out my room
hella black spoons in the drawer
my unk made me watch him whip a nine
he was sniffin' blow everybody was on
i learned how to mix the blow
they said i put my foot in it
glock got an old extension
glock got an old extension
all i know is to go get it
all i know is to come trippin'
bag you on yo momma stairs
if i ever feel its tension
the pot is my biggest fan
the drum on the bottom of the glock
yeah that's my biggest fan
better mind your business man
keep that hatin' over there
it's firewater in the streets
a bag you on yo momma stairs
the pot is my biggest fan
the drum on the bottom of the glock
yeah that's my biggest fan
better mind your business man
keep that hatin' over there
it's firewater in the streets
a bag you on yo momma stairs
these niggas talk a lot of gang shit
till i let the thang spit
stretch his whole clique out
and the love was never there
i make sure to spread the love out to all my children
and try to get them everything in life
in school i should've paid attention
roaches on the dirty dishes
power whippin tunnel vision
million dollar dreams being chased by nightmares
drinkin' heem in the night air
young niggas just don't care
bullets do cost so fuck shootin' off in the air
these young niggas just don't care
burn you down on yo momma stairs