Coastar (Intro)

Momma screaming in the background
I’m playing Sonic on Sega, forget the homework pal
It’s '97, picture me living in Saint-Michel
My pops cheated so we weren’t really living well
Too young to understand what struggle is
Eating my food, begging Momma to have another kid
Was feeling lonely, I couldn’t play with these other kids
In the backstreets, a lot of 'em were corrupted
They use to bully me at school
Like «Give me your food, your pants are too tight»
«Snitch and it’s on sight»
«Don't try to make a move fam»
See violence was not me fam
I was never the talking type
Always was the listener
Analyzing these kids like
«You might be popular this year but next year»
«You'll be an outkast dropping tears»
«Asking yourself why nobody likes you»
That was back in 3rd grade yo' remind you
Knew i’d be someone one day
It was just a matter of time
Knew i’d be someone one day
It all depended on the grind
Back in 20−12 I was singing let’s get this mullah
20−14, he’s back, stronger than ever
I’m a
COASTAR
COASTAR
COASTAR
COASTAR