And I'd be lying if I said my head always reaching out to the sky Every nigga a star, said Sly I read the lines I redefined myself by I'm reaching out the same hands in which I cry I split my brothers up a piece of the pie, cause it's fat enough Point out all her imperfections ion think she know she bad enough But best believe, she gon' leave, the second she think she say she had enough And I remember wishing I would've died, in that accident I was fed up I had had enough Remember sharing that air mattress when we a'int have enough Now I'm up 40 Now I'm up 50 Now up I'm 60, and look who fucking with me, man I can't brag enough And I remember they said I wasn't hood, 'cause my pants a'int sag enough I remember thinking I was too good to ever pack it up, my nigga