Food Stamps

[Verse]
Getting highed up with my friends
Grinding for them ends
I was trying to find a way to turn my bike into a Benz
Was dead broke ain't have no pot to piss
And now I'm up, a nigga damn near rich
I wouldn't sleep from the first to the fifth
I couldn't let the millions get away
We getting paid trying to get up
My life was so different growing up
Niggas played with toys, I played with pistols growing up
You can pray to whatever but shit padre's showing up
Back with this 40 [?] your pockets open up
Niggas talking that street shit but they ain't done enough
Niggas talking that G shit but they ain't one of us
Man I used to go to school with cocaine on the bus
I used to go to school with cocaine in a brush
See, street shit taught me enough
I try to live my life man
Real shit
That school shit man, that shit ain't for me man
Cause I was rich in highschool
Took licks in highschool
Hit licks in highschool
Nigga this my school
I ran Lafayette, I kept a 40 in my locker
Run up on me at lunch I woulda shot ya
Run up on me at lunch I woulda shot ya