When I turned 16, I thought I was a man. I needed the money. When you don't have it, crazy thoughts go through your mind.
My mama couldn't give me what I wanted. I had all right clothes, but the people I was with had better clothes. I felt that I had to have better clothes.
Rolling down the street, smoking indo, sippin' on gin and juice.
This is for my G's, this is for my Hustlas.
COAST TO COAST, L.A. TO CHICAGO.
In the black culture, certain kids are given nicknames that they roll with forever; the nicknames outweigh their real names. I'm one of those scenarios.