Hunger Pains

They think I can’t rap like this, cause I don’t rap like this much
Funny, I don’t get much attention when I rap about this stuff
See I was fifteen when I first had my rhyme book
My first sixteen would of had your whole mind shook
Fuck the Chemistry, I started writing some poetry
Spitting writtens to the lunch table so they would notice me
My first mixtape, man I called that shit «Luch Time»
don’t wanna stand in no luch line
I was scared to tell moms I want to rap, she said, «Go to school.»
You need your education first, rememeber that golden rule
They don’t want to see you do good as a black male
They either want you dead by 25 or you at jail
I said, «Okay, I love you momma, I’ma do what you want.»
But then my father came around said, «You know what son?
I know you can make it, The situation a tough one.»
Made me wanna go and grab the pistol and bust one
So I quit my job right a week after I got that shit
Went to ATL, I was in need of a sponsorship
Fast forward, now I’m in Aston Martins and fast Porsches
Sneaking into Follies, eighteen the bitches was mad gorgeous
But I let it all get to my head like mad quick
Hit the Facebook and the Twitter, started talking mad shit
«Fuck you niggas. I can never trust you niggas
Came from a different cloth, that’s why I had to cut you niggas»
And I’m still on the same shit, my day ones still with me on the same shit
They talk when I’m gone, I’m there they don’t say shit
So many changes, lane switch for the fame bitch
So many chances, I done gave the Devil so many dances
But I still had to turn down all his advances
I’ma still do this shit, just me and my fucking kin
Gotta leave my girl, I can’t wait till we fuck again
One day, I’ma give your ass a baby and a family tree
I gotta thank every snake for abandoning me
Bitch I had Jeezy in the stu, jamming to me
Niggas hate just to be up, so they ain’t standing with me
These new niggas in the game, they just cancer to me
I’m the king of this shit, you gotta answer to me
Bitch I shine so bright, that you can’t even see
I feel God evertime I put my hands on the tree
But you don’t get it nigga, nah, nah
But you don’t get it nigga, you don’t get it nigga