(Verse 1)
I'm wondering where I left my kindness
Where I left my soul
I used to be so caring and what not
Now I just don't really give a f** about a thot
My name's $trainer by the way
I sell tree so I dont say my name (laugh)
I try to rap too, so I can get out this lame
House and get to the money not the fame
If the lord wants a grain of faith
I gotta pound on me
Got expelled out my high school due to what they found on me
Neva came back, until the next year
I got dreams of living in a house with chandeliers
Ha, but this is the beginning though
Welcome to my life bruh
This is BeginningOfU$
I just hit my n***as bong too
So i like writing stoned
I'm in my zone so please dont interrupt
I'm increasing temperatures you would think I'm california
I take care of my own self;
I feel like I'm my guardian;
I'm from the bay
From san jose
RIP to my n***a earn dollaz
We used to hit the store -beep- during 8th grade, wasn't a problem
I burn it fo' my n***as
f** the others
f** a booth, i got this little mic;
I got this little life; so I'm just trying to strive
I want the momo then I wanna buy
I wanna buy plenty of weed to fry;
The cells on my brain tonight;
f** a b**h anytime;
I'm I'm my room all depressed
Sharing my; thoughts on my notes on my iPhone
This is sh** you can not clone;
n***a I'm getting up on my own;
Handling on my own
n***as hate but they unknown
Baby you f**ing with a s**a
And everybody know that;
You needa leave that n***a
Best believe he won't ring ya
Neither would I but i can go deep in ya
So please remove that finga
Burned letters and some alcohol
She was in her room crying it off
I was in my room having a festival
The best of all, was when she was s**ing the testicles
They saying, "He's a sicko"
But they left me hard
Some family;
They don't trust me
They won't believe me
I go to sleep; man I just wanna leave em
But I know I won't because without em, I ain't eva eating
But anyways
B-sinister woke me up
Its monday again
I look at my phone and its 8:11
I say my prayer and then i say "amen"
We in the 8th grade
We walk to school high slapping
The Weekend
We smell like loud; but they will not suspend, n***a I'm trippin
We slick with it n***a;
But this is just the beginning