Lyrics

They don't understand the hunger where it comes from I was no ordinary kid in pajamas Shoeboxes under the bed with the monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters Shoeboxes filled with money and a strap Had dreams of bein' a dope boy way before I started rap We was locked in, nowhere to go, before they called it a trap And niggas pushed the Cadillac like it was a Maybach They throwin' dice at the curb everybody shootin' a stack Niggas ballin' like Meech everybody livin' off Pat Ghetto habitat, we was birthed in it Most say we unfortunate but we lit it up Matter of fact we put the torch to it Made a killin', turned minimum wage to millions That poverty hole ain't nothin' when you got fearless civilians I learned early how to turn nothin' to somethin' Beat corruption, keep your grip tight and keep bustin' That rules of the land Get your tribe rich is always the plan Don't let the white man stop you That's always a scam Don't ever let them put you down or put no fear in your heart Stay ten toes and solid, don't let them tear you apart They don't understand the hunger where it comes from I was no ordinary kid in pajamas Shoeboxes under the bed with the monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters In the PJ's in my PJ's tryna drink liquor and smoke blunts Chasin' behind street killers with gold fronts All my idols rolled caprices and Chevy dunks And had bad chicks with pretty faces and fat butts Most got rich off cocaine that was pure and uncut Family men duckin' the law, tryin' to be untouched Criminal heroes, what a weird oxymoron Some get shot, some get locked, then they puttin' more on The cycles like a Ferris wheel but it only seems that we get killed Guns money and drugs, it's like a Singleton film Rest in peace to him and all the fallen soldiers We was boys in the hood duckin' cops and cobras You know the snakes and vultures tryna shake your focus Then the violence in the hood was like a plague of locust The way we killin' ourselves I never understood But niggas die everyday, that's what they claim in the hood They don't understand the hunger where it comes from I was no ordinary kid in pajamas Shoeboxes under the bed with the monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters
Writer(s): Kyle Alfonso Myricks, Erik Vincent Stephens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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