bandz 4 my mama

Lyrics

i used to pray for new school clothes, so hungry, a nigga like where did the food go?, so hungry, a nigga like where did the food go?, i know how broke feel and i ain't going back, sleeping on the floor, you can't relate to that, roaches in the tub, this ain't the place for that, this lil shit that we eating, we still say grace for that, i just want them bands for my mama, i just ran up racks with my partners, all i want is comma comma comma, whole gang 'round me, they gon' keep it one hundred, they told me give my money to the preacher for the plate, shit we barely had a plate, seemed like the preacher straight, thank god that we ate so we still saying grace, stomach hurting, should've seen the look on our face, my mama left us in that bando, for that crack so i can't stand 'em, but i still get out here sellin', stay away from fuck niggas who tellin', stay away from fuck niggas who jealous, nigga try me i'm gon' turn to a felon, child support, gotta pay every month, try not to cry by the end of this blunt, none of my niggas didn't switch on me once, you get an eviction, you feel like you done, i had to trap hard to get me some shoes, had to trap hard to get me some clothes, i got jumped on in school, by the niggas whose parents already had dough, i went and got me a pack and started servin', nigga, that strap 'cause i'm nervous nigga, ran up that bag, i'm shittin' on purpose nigga, i know that you heard me nigga, and i never had a dad, but now that i'm a dad, i be lookin' at my dad, like being a dad ain't that bad, now where was you at?, i know how broke feel and i ain't going back, sleeping on the floor, you can't relate to that, roaches in the tub, this ain't the place for that, this lil shit that we eating, we still say grace for that, i just want them bands for my mama, i just ran up racks with my partners, all i want is comma comma comma, whole gang 'round me, they gon' keep it one hundred, i was sleeping on the floor, roaches on the stove, put on two covers, diamonds really cold, you can eat your cereal next, we gotta share the bowl, damn there ain't no more froot loops, who ate all the cheerios?, we ain't even have tv, we was lookin' at the wall, we ain't even have a phone nigga, ain't nobody we can call, no remote for the dvd nigga, ain't no puttin' it on pause, soon as you press play nigga, boy you gotta watch it all, know they wanna see me fall, wanna see me dead in the ground, still i'm in the club poppin' bottles, in the club with the cartier shades, me and my niggas, me and my niggas, gotta look out for my family, i wouldn't do it no different, know them niggas hated on me, everybody who was dependent on me told me them to be patient on me, fuck nigga tried to take me out my gang, stayed true to myself, loved me, and stayed in my lane, i know how broke feel and i ain't going back, sleeping on the floor, you can't relate to that, roaches in the tub, this ain't the place for that, this lil shit that we eating, we still say grace for that, i just want them bands for my mama, i just ran up racks with my partners, all i want is comma comma comma, whole gang 'round me, they gon' keep it one hundred