Growing up we ain’t really have nothing Old clothes old shoes no money It was me an my bro tryin to get it I remember late nights we a kick it In the kitchen We was young Trying to come up on sweet lic Broke niggas so we Eaton out the same dish No funds So we eating on the same shit Roman nuddles every night on the late shift We was young We was lost Tryna live life Gun shots goin off almost eer nigh Heard head So u no I never did right There was only few niggas that I did like Early morning Getting money to the late night Everyday we pray to god we have a great night Came up new whip It was all white Met the plug now you Now you no we