[Chorus]
Back before my name was Kofi ain't nobody know me
I was on the block with my n***as all day
Man my life feels like a story, running from the police
I was making [?] in the Mowat hallway
Pops got knocked for moving [?], left my momma lonely
But he made me who I am and now that n***a [?]
I ran it up with my homies, I don't know need no trophies
I ain't proud of who I am but Scarborough made me that way
[Verse 1]
When you coming out the hood they wanna see a n***a fail
Police locked my cousin up, I wrote this song to make his bail
Moving Britney with my homies, scared as f**k, I'm looking pale
I know it's hot but cut the AC, I got product on the scale
When I look back on my younger days it starts to seem surreal
Remember police pulled me over, I'm like "Jesus take the wheel"
Seen too much violence as a kid, my n***a I'm still tryna heal
I was dancing with the devil, man he tried to make a deal
[Chorus]
Back before my name was Kofi ain't nobody know me
I was on the block with my n***as all day
Man my life feels like a story, running from the police
I was making [?] in the Mowat hallway
Pops got knocked for moving [?], left my momma lonely
But he made me who I am and now that n***a [?]
I ran it up with my homies, I don't know need no trophies
I ain't proud of who I am but Scarborough made me that way
[Verse 2]
Nah I ain't proud of all this shit but I guess that's who I am
I'm in the stu' like every night, I owe that to my fans
I don't really need the fame, I do this for the bands, huh
Type of money I could turn your shawty to a dancer
I know that when you call me I ain't ever answer
Better off I'm in the studio than with them gangsters
Everything a n***a do, I do it for my mans
Cause I know they gone ride 'til the wheels fall off
But I be happy being nameless
I never wanted to be famous
I walk with pride but that don't mean a n***a shameless
I smile but that don't mean my life's been painless
[Chorus]
Back before my name was Kofi ain't nobody know me
I was on the block with my n***as all day
Man my life feels like a story, running from the police
I was making [?] in the Mowat hallway
Pops got knocked for moving [?], left my momma lonely
But he made me who I am and now that n***a [?]
I ran it up with my homies, I don't know need no trophies
I ain't proud of who I am but Scarborough made me that way