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Khai Banks

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Now, it's time to let you know, man
Oh, let's go, let's
Oh, yeah, yeah
I was like eight when Mon caught his case

I was eleven when we moved out to A
I was thirteen when my daddy got killed
I been going through pain, I'm just keeping it real
I don't know who done did it, don't know how to feel

I was fifteen when a nigga started rapping
Now I'm sixteen, now these lil niggas capping
We ain't have no cable on the crib, watching static
Used to sleep on the carpet, now I'm flyer than Aladdin

How you niggas hating, cause a young nigga havin'
And it's life that I live, man, this shit get tragic
All the rainy days, I might flood me a Patek
I was fucking up at school, I was skipping classes

Broke hoes, they was laughing, now the whip the fastest
Men in the field, I feel like it's Madden
Amiri, bone runners, where the f*ck is my casket
So fresh to death, better than rest

I walk on these beats, stepping on niggas necks
Mama on my line, she told me I'm next
I know that she stressed, she know that I'm blessed
I gotta confess, got shit on my chest

I stay out the way, thank God for the rest
I hop in that studio, cook like a chef
I drop me a thirty, I'm feeling like Steph
Yeah, curry, mama don't worry

These niggas dissing, niggas get buried
My heart cold, feel like a McFlurry
I ain't get to say goodbye, that's really what hurt me
I'm missing my niggas, fingers on trigger

These niggas hoes, get to switching over bitches
These niggas mad, cause a young nigga living
Same young nigga, come fresh out the city
My bitch is pretty, been in my bag

I stay out the way, I'm been focused on cash
I try not to crash, I think about my past

My momma getting mad at the worst of my dad
Think about Peezly, my family need me
These niggas mad, cause a young nigga succeeding
Hop on these tracks, my heart get to bleeding

Don't feel no pain, I'm no paraplegic
I was like eight when my Mon caught his case
I was eleven when we moved out the A
I was thirteen when my daddy got killed

I been going through pain, I'm just keeping it real
I don't know who done did it, don't know how to feel
I was fifteen when a nigga started rapping
Now I'm sixteen, now these little niggas capping

I stayed out the way and I turned up my savage
We do not diss, we cost them havoc
These niggas not real, faker than plastic
We made that pack flip, talking gymnastics

Going through pain, going through rain
I lost my niggas, I ain't been the same
They tell me I changed, but I ain't had no chains
And they ain't had no change, these little niggas lame

I want the money, get fucked by the fame
I get this money, I put the whole team on
These niggas mad, I will not stop
Att the light like they put the green on

Yeah
And these niggas don't know how it feel
Niggas mad cause I'm keeping it real
I won't stop till I see me some mills

I'm just trying to move Mama to hills
Yeah
I was like eight when my Mon caught his case
I was eleven when we moved out to A

I was thirteen when my daddy got killed
I been going through pain, I'm just keeping it real
I don't know who done did it, don't know how to feel
I was fifteen, I was fifteen

I was fifteen when a nigga start rapping
I was sixteen, all these niggas start capping
We ain't have no cable,  in the crib, watching static
Now I'm fly than a Aladdin

These niggas mad cause these young niggas havin
(Yeah) Cause these young niggas havin

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