Cup Soup
I was young trianna show you
I could be the man my daddy was supposed to
Never understood the pain that we go through
Foodstamp's in the jects like most do
Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do
Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you
Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you,
Everything gone be alright that's what I told you
I was young trianna show you
I could be the man my daddy was supposed to
Never understood the pain that we go through
Foodstamp's in the jects like most do
Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do
Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you
Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you,
Everything gone be alright that's what I told you
Growing up I had to face it
Slim chance I would make it
Broke and running out of patience
Dropping out of school to pay the basics
Light bill heat bill had to take it
Working hard and giving up my education
So my momma wouldn't struggle looking for a placement
While a nigga making music in the basement
Hoping I would make it
Even when I felt my time was wasted
This time I make it stack up
Had to hustle with my niggas
and make it add up
Stay broke or break and bag up
And end up in handcuffs
A slave to bad luck
Can't fall victim to the chain gang
Or end up in a box it's the same thing
Honestly I'm trianna maintain
But being broke made a nigga insane
Drag my name through the mud but I been here before
I'll put on for my niggas well get it and go
Cause I know if I make it they eat off my flow
We gone climb to the top we just taking it slow
And I aint looking back I'm just trianna grow
Move my mom to the island get rid of the snow
Cause I should have been dead god was telling me know
So I'm never gone stop till I'm selling out shows
I was young trianna show you
I could be the man my daddy was supposed to
Never understood the pain that we go through
Foodstamp's in the jects like most do
Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do
Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you
Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you,
Everything gone be alright that's what I told you
I was young trianna show you
I could be the man my daddy was supposed to
Never understood the pain that we go through
Foodstamp's in the jects like most do
Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do
Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you
Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you,
Everything gone be alright that's what I told you
I'm older now and feel amazing
Tired of homies in the pavement
See the money we been saving
Working hard for everything we chasing
Bank rolls big chance had to take it
So who the fuck gone humble me now
And I aint fucking around
We worked hard to get my name off the ground
Some of my niggas really holding me down
Others be slowing me down
It be the hate I see them throwing around
This time I make it stack up
Had to hustle with my niggas
and make it add up
Stay broke or break and bag up
And end up in handcuffs
A slave to bad luck
Can't fall victim to the chain gang
Or end up in a box it's the same thing
Honestly I'm trianna maintain
But being broke made a nigga insane
Drag my name through the mud but I been here before
I'll put on for my niggas well get it and go
Cause I know if I make it they eat off my flow
We gone climb to the top we just taking it slow
And I aint looking back I'm just trianna grow
Move my mom to the island get rid of the snow
Cause I should have been dead god was telling me know
So I'm never gone stop till I'm selling out shows
I was young trianna show you
I could be the man my daddy was supposed to
Never understood the pain that we go through
Foodstamp's in the jects like most do
Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do
Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you
Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you,
Everything gone be alright that's what I told you
I was young trianna show you
I could be the man my daddy was supposed to
Never understood the pain that we go through
Foodstamp's in the jects like most do
Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do
Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you
Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you
Everything gone be alright that's what I told you