Bandz 4 My Mama lyrics

[Intro]
I used to pray for new school clothes
So hungry, a n*gga like where did the food go?
So hungry, a n*gga like where did the food go?

[Chorus]
I know how broke feel and I ain't going back
Sleeping on the floor, you can't relate to that
Roaches in the tub, this ain't the place for that
This lil sh*t that we eating, we still say grace for that
I just want them bands for my mama
I just ran up racks with my partners
All I want is comma comma comma
Whole gang 'round me, they gon' keep it one hundred

[Verse 1]
They told me give my money to the preacher for the plate
sh*t we barely had a plate, seemed like the preacher straight
Thank god that we ate so we still saying grace
Stomach hurting, should've seen the look on our face
My mama left us in that bando
For that crack so I can't stand 'em
But I still get out here sellin'
Stay away from f*ck n*ggas who tellin'
Stay away from f*ck n*ggas who jealous
n*gga try me I'm gon' turn to a felon
Child support, gotta pay every month
Try not to cry by the end of this blunt
None of my n*ggas didn't switch on me once
You get an eviction, you feel like you done
I had to trap hard to get me some shoes
Had to trap hard to get me some clothes
I got jumped on in school
By the n*ggas whose parents already had dough
I went and got me a pack and started servin', n*gga
That strap 'cause I'm nervous n*gga
Ran up that bag, I'm sh*ttin' on purpose n*gga
I know that you heard me n*gga
And I never had a dad
But now that I'm a dad
I be lookin' at my dad
Like being a dad ain't that bad
Now where was you at?
[Chorus]
I know how broke feel and I ain't going back
Sleeping on the floor, you can't relate to that
Roaches in the tub, this ain't the place for that
This lil sh*t that we eating, we still say grace for that
I just want them bands for my mama
I just ran up racks with my partners
All I want is comma comma comma
Whole gang 'round me, they gon' keep it one hundred

[Verse 2]
I was sleeping on the floor
Roaches on the stove
Put on two covers
Diamonds really cold
You can eat your cereal next
We gotta share the bowl
Damn there ain't no more Froot Loops
Who ate all the Cheerios?
We ain't even have TV, we was lookin' at the wall
We ain't even have a phone n*gga, ain't nobody we can call
No remote for the DVD n*gga, ain't no puttin' it on pause
Soon as you press play n*gga, boy you gotta watch it all
Know they wanna see me fall, wanna see me dead in the ground
Still I'm in the club poppin' bottles
In the club with the Cartier shades
Me and my n*ggas, me and my n*ggas
Gotta look out for my family
I wouldn't do it no different
Know them n*ggas hated on me
Everybody who was dependent on me told me them to be patient on me
f*ck n*gga tried to take me out my gang
Stayed true to myself, loved me, and stayed in my lane
[Chorus]
I know how broke feel and I ain't going back
Sleeping on the floor, you can't relate to that
Roaches in the tub, this ain't the place for that
This lil sh*t that we eating, we still say grace for that
I just want them bands for my mama
I just ran up racks with my partners
All I want is comma comma comma
Whole gang 'round me, they gon' keep it one hundred