American raised, Canadian born
My name is Daystar Peterston
One day I'mma be the biggest artist in the whole world
As for right now though, the year is 2008
I'm 16 years old, this is where my story begins
Daystar, Daystar
I know you hear me calling you
Daystar, open this door
You know what, I'm done, I'm done
I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't know what the fuck to do
I'm tired, you don't cook, you don't clean
You don't do shit
All I ever asked you to do was go get a job
You won't even get a job
But you wanna find yourself in the street hustling
Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it ain't gon pay off
It's not gon last, you gon find yourself dead
Real-, oh okay, so you mean to tell me
That street life gon pay off for you?
Boy please, I'm just waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body. It ain't gon last. And this music stuff. Nigga go get a job. That's what you need. You need a job, I'm done. I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I can't take this shit no more. I want you to get your shit and get the fuck out. I'm done with your ass. Get your shit and get the fuck out. I'm done, get the fuck out
It's the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib
Steady contemplating where the fuck I'm 'bout to live
Mama died same year my sister had the kid
It was either feed the fam or get killed
So a nigga said fuck it
5 of us puttin' up for one room, landlord straight buggin'
Roaches on the ceiling, living room straight thuggin'
Should've been left but the trap stayed bunkin'
Nigga yeah yeah, big time, big time
Ring so swole you would think it did time
Swear I told you niggas for the 5th time
I'ma get mine, yeah
I got a ring so big, call the shit big time
She don't wanna fuck me, man that bitch lyin'
I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich grind
In the studio, I'm skating like a inline
Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dough
Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow
Stupid with the whip game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid shows
I've been on the road
Now a nigga know my way around, yeah yeah
Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah yeah
Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah
These niggas pissy that we stayed around, yeah yeah
Hop in another one nigga
Get back in another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Came back in another one nigga, woah
I told, I told you all
I know how I'ma get mine
I told, I told you all
I know, I know
Hop in another one nigga
Then hop out another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
My wrist is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi
Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
We watch a nigga talkin' at us loosely
Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
You love the sound, uh, don't fuck around, uh
458, I dropped it in the Winter
Big homie asked a nigga what I'm down for
Looked 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 Brampton had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth
Take the TTC to get the figures, just me my lil nigga
Ain't had no hittas with us
Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs
All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was dubs
Left me out when I was tryna make it deal what it does
Can't forget about a drop when they put 6 in my plug
Only thing I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud
Only thing I gotta do is get it poppin' and blowin'
Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I told you
Hop in another one nigga
Get back in another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Came back in another one nigga, woah
I told, I told you all
I know how I'ma get mine
I told, I told you all
I know, I know
Hop in another one nigga
Then hop out another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
It's a 7-30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas
It's a 7-30 chance I might fuck up them digits
In the bottom where them niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga
Now you're up and they feel like they should be up with you nigga
I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy
And for-sick cos my car wasn't running and woah
Dawgy all I want is a onion
The game was callin' me audibly like someone confronted, but no
Niggas never gave a nigga nothing
Fuck I look like giving niggas something?
Made 100
K this week, that's on my dead mama
Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't even know it
Dawg I swear my coat is nice and wasn't even snowing
Mama told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier
Played the watch out on the block you used to see me scopin'
Respect the shooters, that's a youngin goal, we bout to blow this
Hop in another one nigga
Get back in another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Came back in another one nigga, woah
I told, I told you all
I know how I'ma get mine
I told, I told you all
I know, I know
Hop in another one nigga
Then hop out another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, woah
It's the year 2009 and I done found myself a crib
I ain't got no dough, but I done found myself a bitch
Dollars and success is what my niggas tryna get
Young as fuck but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I done said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I rather count this money with the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to tell me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing"
The only love I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas
We gon' do the most, so tell them niggas GABOS
Seen my nigga RV, and went and copped him a Ghost
Through the windshield, centerfold on the door
Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you foes
Getting dough on these fours, getting money and shows
These checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes
Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded the stove
Put them huneds on hold, put them runners on go
Secure the bank
I was fucked up, I had nowhere to go
I had moved in with my girl, you know she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas
She wasn't much but she was mine
The guns and the roses
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