Little hearts and big cars
Friends turn cold, chains spark
You got pockets full of blue
Ain't got time to say how are you
(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
Little hearts and big cars
Traveled so far from who we are
Who got changed, got scars
Why you let your evil heart
Why you let your evil heart
Look
Wish I could count up me a dollar for every loss I took
Shit, I would probably had my lawyer back when I got booked
See, it was anything for a dollar, they probably call that crook
See, I ain't never read me a book until the day I got booked (huh)
We playing chess, this ain't checkers, nigga, on the rook (huh)
I could've been dead or in jail how many chances I took (huh)
And we ain't never been spanked, nigga, we don't know the belt (huh)
All these techs in my closet, but we don't know the ref (haha)
You ever felt like you drowning and you gotta save yourself?
For any nigga thinking they made me, nigga, I made myself (huh)
Hey, bro got killed when he was with me, I never forgave myself
Let you use my loyalty against me, I gotta blame myself
Dealing with a bunch of these problems that's in my head
When it come to dealing with problems, I never ran
I just know I got the world in the palm of both of my hands
I just know I'm everything that I ever said that I am
(Little hearts and big cars)
Yeah, yeah
(Friends turn cold, chains spark)
Uh, uh
(You got pockets full of blue)
Hey, I keep pocket full of blue
(Ain't got time to say how are you)
Ain't got time to say how are you
(Little hearts and big cars)
(Friends turn cold, chains spark)
(You got pockets full of blue)
(Ain't got time to say how are you)
Little hearts and big cars
Traveled so far from who we are
Who got changed, got scars
Why you let your evil heart
Why you let your evil heart
I know it had to be about eight, nine years old
We was on 147 Elmira Street
You know what I mean?
Some ears on three, you hear me? (Yeah)
Backyard free throw (yeah, okay)
And SMD (okay)
Remember like it was yesterday (heh heh heh heh)
You know him and Kay, they, they never, you know, they, they like cut school a lot
So both of them cutting school
What I did was call them in the backyard shooting basketball and ask
Look here bro, they snitching on y'all out here, you skipping school (yeah)
He like, Uncle, I'm going to be a rapper
You know what I mean, I don't, I don't need school, I'm going to be a rapper
And Kay better than me
I was like, boy, you ain't going to be shit (haha)
You ain't going to be shit, you don't take your little ass to school, you feel me? (Yeah)
So it like that
So once he said he going to be a rapper, he stayed on that
He said, I'm going to be a rapper, uncle, and Kay better than me
I was like, Cool, my boy, I'm going to be your driver
As soon as you get, as soon as you, as soon as you can get, get to be a rapper
I can get off this goddamn truck (haha)
Everything he did, man, everything his whole life is in a song
And that's how you make music (haha)
Real music, you turn your life into a story, and he got one to tell
And told it beautifully
Now it's time to pass it on to the rest of them