Yeah

My day just started

Mmm

Guard hours

Uh, uh

Uh

Come home with me, early 2000

Third period bouncing, I was running through housing low

Tryna stay away from crowds with Yosh

But that's another story, hundred million miles ago

Paper on the streets wasn't funny money yet

Youngins by the check cashing, plotting for them summer yummy checks

Pebble beach, set up the net right by the doorway

Was too young for the shorts, stayed in

Fast forward to dice game shootings, adrenaline buzz

Little homie took sixty and he grinned at the judge

The streets came in and turned farther

Young black targets, kingpin conspiracy charges

Card swipers and con artists

Feds got the block looking like a scene from Law & Order

Just got some news I was dreading, my man got snatched, he a felon

Nothing to do with it, wait, somebody's telling

Bitch, you guessed it, no blindfold

I seen this play before with my eyes closed

Either he buried in the system or he cracked through a pothole

Cause in the streets, a shorty is too much to Roscoe

Another Henry from Goodfellas

He put his man down too, he was real jealous

Uh, it all started one jittery night

He sold dimes, son sold weight and fucked bitches he liked

Deal going bad, you could see he was tight

Now he 'bout to jam, son got the scenery right

Son had no clue, oblivious to it, stayed local

Now it's domino effect, daughter that son never met

Beta talking reckless on the internet

The only way he benefit is son salty like vinaigrette

That's a well-known fact, dead on trap

Got son stuck like nail on wax

Fell on back, took a L on that

Master Splinter, he a well-known rat

Word spread, ain't nothing to say to him

Sent a kite out, got him left in the day room