Still You Doubted Me

I was born a bastard my momma was a baby. And she didnt have the skills it would ever take to raise me. Pops jumped ship and left us doin bad. I pretty much blamed him for everything i never had. Far back as i remember i was always mad. Constantly in trouble i was always bad. Used to whip my a*s for stealin and skippin cla*s. Just basicly f**kin up they said i was nothin but a f**k-up. Your f**kin nuts just wait and see. I cant wait to make em eat that shit they talked about me. Im make granny proud of me. Be someone that i can be. Proud to be. They aint fittin to make no a*s outta me. How did we overcome such obsticals and set backs. They told me i was average but i just couldn't accept that. Let that be the words carved in my headstone. P.S. you hatin motherf**kers were dead wrong. (Chorus)x2 Told you muthaf**ka day one. I was gone do it. I was gone do it. Still you doubted me. Still you doubted me Day turned to night i paid the cost for the fame. I was drawn to the game like a moth to a flame. Guess you could say i had a troublesome past. Remeber talkin to my muthaf**kin momma threw gla*s. The look in her i eye boy im so sick of your a*s your never gone change your just like your dad..DAMN The look in her face told me i was a mistake. She wish she had never made goes from back in the day. It came from the grave with a message i she didnt wanna hear. Remember that trip to hell here your lil souvenir. Dont drink no belvedere i blow that killa smoke. I hit that volume button then let them gurillas go. You didnt know a seed would grow threw the concrete. Make a million dollars mearly speakin over drum beats. Yes ya did been tellin you since i was a kid. N you responded get on with that bullshit. (Chorus)x2 I rolled my eyes as if to say f**k all ya'll. All i ever had was my muthaf**kin papa. My grandma fed me catfish n coleslaw. I hit the weed then pa*s it to my road dogs. I grip the steerin wheel i mash the gas pedal. Bitch ima be here when the muthaf**kin dust settles. Prolly been better off if i had just let go. Wonder where id be in life if i had just said no. But life to short for me to ponder questions i never answer. But why am i still smokin after all i lost from cancer. At this point in live all my worries are finacial. And any losses that i have to take will be substantial. Im not stoppin cuz its not an option. Get it straight im not sweepin n not moppin. A muthaf**kin thing you get that boss. And all that real job talk just piss Stack off n say... (Chorus)x2