Foster Baby Songtext
Every day, day, day, day, I used to wake up and pray
Grandma was fightin' for her life in the hospital, I did not wanna see her that way
I didn't sing, ain't have a thing, ain't wanna ask my mama, I used to rob
They used to tell me, "Lil' boy, get a job", started sayin' it's over then I used to nod
Come around clean, come around cool, deep in the streets, thought that was a facade
I seen my mom and them goin' through pain, it fucked with my brain, I put that on God
We all know money can't fix all the problems, I was just tryna just put 'em to end
I saw a lane, I can better and change what I do for a livin', and now I'm on ten
At the top of my class, know they thought this would stop in the past
I got twenty mill' comin' in the rest of the year, payin' six cool, it gotta be glass
Grandma was fightin' for her life in the hospital, I did not wanna see her that way
I didn't sing, ain't have a thing, ain't wanna ask my mama, I used to rob
They used to tell me, "Lil' boy, get a job", started sayin' it's over then I used to nod
Come around clean, come around cool, deep in the streets, thought that was a facade
I seen my mom and them goin' through pain, it fucked with my brain, I put that on God
We all know money can't fix all the problems, I was just tryna just put 'em to end
I saw a lane, I can better and change what I do for a livin', and now I'm on ten
At the top of my class, know they thought this would stop in the past
I got twenty mill' comin' in the rest of the year, payin' six cool, it gotta be glass
So much niggas won't stop me, they know they can't stop me, they sis'nem got me on blast
I'm on Instagram showin' off bands, I don't know what to do with the cash
I'ma live everyday like my last, nah, my workin' ain't fast, they would help man, I'm thick in the grass
Used to wake up in the crib, and the crib smelt like shit, fuck around might as well live in the trap
I ain't never tell my fans that I was adopted but fuck it, I'm givin' you facts
Started young, but now I'm a man but I'ma keep workin', and I'ma keep givin' you plaques
Givin' 'em pain, I just be livin' in vain
'Long as nobody talkin' on my name, you will not get flamed, we'll keep it the same
Don't want problems with nobody (Problems with nobody, problems with nobody, problems with nobody)
(Don't keep her number, just leave that ho back there)
(I got so much bullshit stuck on my mind)
(I done came to the point where don't nothin' amaze me)
I'm finna let you a lil' deeper in my life
Got to the point, I feel if I speak, it's aight
I'm finna vent to y'all, all myself into the mic
I ain't never tell my story how it was
Youth, born 2001 My mama told me she was stressin' out from havin' a son
Not like she ain't want me, she was talkin' havin' me young
My pops ain't really want me, she was low-key havin' me dumb
But to keep it goin', life goes on, night come, new problems keep flowin'
She told me this just the other day
When normally I ask about my father, she ain't got too much to say
Findin' better life, I had to pray, survive I may
The shit I used to think up in that jungle every day
Never had nothin' given to me, had to find my way
I can say I done came a long way from poverty
SAB forever, but a long way from Slattery
My soul hurt, a few real members gone, please don't bother me
Ask the opps, they know when I perform
Blew up, had to change my norm
When I go back to my hood the police storm
When you are gone, if you get right 'til you don't leave
My mama still gon' play the trenches like she won't leave
But I don't show that, niggas know that
Before rap, be a black man outside livin' cozy
Deadys out the Oz, my auntie named Rosie
She told me she miss me, not for you, you know these hoes be
Gassin', that ain't how I'm steppin''
The only thing a nigga want right now is progression
Fire to the flame, is that my little chain
I grew up in a area youngins dyin' by the name
My inner-self a stepper, I'm from Ryer, I know pain
Double-cup of red, I feel like I'm higher than Wayne
Higher than Wayne
My mom don't want it, but I still wanna buy her a chain
That just 'cause where we come from
She like, "You go dumb, son"
Got addicted to this life; you want this? I 'on't want one
I'm on Instagram showin' off bands, I don't know what to do with the cash
I'ma live everyday like my last, nah, my workin' ain't fast, they would help man, I'm thick in the grass
Used to wake up in the crib, and the crib smelt like shit, fuck around might as well live in the trap
I ain't never tell my fans that I was adopted but fuck it, I'm givin' you facts
Started young, but now I'm a man but I'ma keep workin', and I'ma keep givin' you plaques
Givin' 'em pain, I just be livin' in vain
'Long as nobody talkin' on my name, you will not get flamed, we'll keep it the same
Don't want problems with nobody (Problems with nobody, problems with nobody, problems with nobody)
(Don't keep her number, just leave that ho back there)
(I got so much bullshit stuck on my mind)
(I done came to the point where don't nothin' amaze me)
I'm finna let you a lil' deeper in my life
Got to the point, I feel if I speak, it's aight
I'm finna vent to y'all, all myself into the mic
I ain't never tell my story how it was
Youth, born 2001 My mama told me she was stressin' out from havin' a son
Not like she ain't want me, she was talkin' havin' me young
My pops ain't really want me, she was low-key havin' me dumb
But to keep it goin', life goes on, night come, new problems keep flowin'
She told me this just the other day
When normally I ask about my father, she ain't got too much to say
Findin' better life, I had to pray, survive I may
The shit I used to think up in that jungle every day
Never had nothin' given to me, had to find my way
I can say I done came a long way from poverty
SAB forever, but a long way from Slattery
My soul hurt, a few real members gone, please don't bother me
Ask the opps, they know when I perform
Blew up, had to change my norm
When I go back to my hood the police storm
When you are gone, if you get right 'til you don't leave
My mama still gon' play the trenches like she won't leave
But I don't show that, niggas know that
Before rap, be a black man outside livin' cozy
Deadys out the Oz, my auntie named Rosie
She told me she miss me, not for you, you know these hoes be
Gassin', that ain't how I'm steppin''
The only thing a nigga want right now is progression
Fire to the flame, is that my little chain
I grew up in a area youngins dyin' by the name
My inner-self a stepper, I'm from Ryer, I know pain
Double-cup of red, I feel like I'm higher than Wayne
Higher than Wayne
My mom don't want it, but I still wanna buy her a chain
That just 'cause where we come from
She like, "You go dumb, son"
Got addicted to this life; you want this? I 'on't want one
