the webb story

Yeah

Look, don't even blink

My mama water broke as she was standin' front of the sink

I know, she was thinkin' that givin' birth was a dream

And then, eight hours later, tuh, Webbie the King

I'm like, somethin' like a **** in my city though

Really though, since a lil' youngin' we get plenty dough

Standin' smilin' in my picture on my tippy toes

Ever since a youngin' I had big dreams and plenty goals

Look, that's a 10 to four

Got put on the set and **** know that I'm a rep fasho

It was me and Johnny Love tryna perfect the flow

Webbie makin' all the beats and I'ma let em go

Then I linked with G and thought we won fasho

Then that **** turn his back and them true colors showed

Poly Boy and In, them still my **** though

So way out the family, cuz, won't tell you how he did us wrong

Yeah, look, I ain't wanna rap

I was makin' beats til' Polyester put me on the track

I ain't look back, since then ****

Still gon' win, ****

Forgive my sins, ****

Life on film, ****

Raised by the finest, like Big Webb and B-Lon, and Big Beans, them some ridaz

Showed us that real money, yea Meet the Flocker's

First time I seen Dom P bottles poppin

Took a blueprint, a lil' copy

I'm from Long Beach, gettin' money, it's not an option

Blick in the skinnys, duckin' low, runnin from cops and shit

Hunnid **** on that block and shit

I know **** from one-nine, yellin' blocc and shit

Couple of opp **** tried to pop a crip

Look, summarization of my life, but it's in real time

And if you live the life I live, I know you feel mine

Yeah, I know you feel mine

Look at lil' Webbie, tuh, yeah on a real grind

Yeah, one of them lil' **** that get real fly

Tuh, even at my worst I'm gon' still shine