Ayy, mama slammed the doors on the

Coupe De Ville (Coupe De Ville)

The lies feel good, but the truth is real (Truth Is real)

My uncle on the porch lightin' Newport buds (Newport buds)

My brother on the corner and he tryna re-up

And there I am, just a little man (There I am)

Watchin' days go by (Go by)

Uh, and there I am, just a little man (There I am)

Watchin' days go by (Go by)

Uh, I sit and think about the times

When my Uncle 2T used to sell dimes around my nana house

Ass-whoopings handed out frеquently

Although he had the dеcency to chop up a few beats for me

Which awakened a beast in me, that was 2003

The corner store might as well

have been a thousand miles from me

We couldn't go there

It was a murder scene just last week, police packed streets

It was the local star athlete seen from the back seat

He could've been the next Lamar Jack, but got carjacked

The type of shit that made me

grateful I was watchin' Star Trek

Black mothers with pale faces

Courtroom filled with male gazes

A cold world where every day, Hell raises

From North Privette Street to Silver Hill Drive

Where every day's a gamble but s'til we survive

Another young nigga dead, another fish fry

Just a little man watchin' from the back of the ride until

Mama slammed the doors on the

Coupe De Ville (Coupe De Ville)

The lies feel good, but the truth is real (Truth is real)

My uncle on the porch lightin' Newport buds (Newport buds)

My brother on the corner and he tryna re-up

And there I am, just a little man (There I am)

Watchin' days go by (Go by)

Uh, and there I am, just a little man (There I am)

Watchin' days go by

Yeah, I remember it like it was yesterday, ah

Mama thought I had Tourette's syndrome

when I was younger (Fuck)

Shit, I can't wait 'til I'm grown

I would say only in my mind

'Cause if I thought of mutterin' a reply

She would put the meat, ma, meat to my eye

I grew up with three sisters, I was sensitive and shy

They used to roast me and then be like

'Look, he 'bout to cry'

Haha, fuck that, I ain't no bitch, I'm down to ride

But I was not a thug, I pissed the bed 'til I was nine

And it was at the park I learned to swing, how to slide

How to smoke, how to drive, how to drink, how to fight

Taggin' shit, I would post up right on the sign

Workin' on my shade and write your name if you pay me

And school was just a place that I show off for the ladies

First day of class, I'm showin' up in my Stacies

Skip resistant CD player, but bitch, don't try to play me

In my headphones what I been workin' on lately

Mama slammed the doors on the

Coupe De Ville (Coupe de Ville)

Papa said I got some big shoes to fill (Shoes to fill)

My uncle on the porch smokin' Newport buds (Newport buds)

My brother on the corner, and he's tryna re-up

And there I am, just a little man (There I am)

Watchin' days go by (Go by)

And there I am, just a little man (There I am)

Watchin' days go by (Go by, go by, woah)

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