Intro ’Stoicville T-Pain

[Verse 1]
Whoever thought a yungen' from a city full of rattle snakes
Was ever gon' make it out the grass patch
7 heels had me looking for a better deal
A hood nigga I couldn't count on the Nasdaq
Coming home from school, I had tears in my eyes
They was picking on me and wouldn't give me my hat back
Now I got enough hats to give away
It's better days, I refuse to have flashbacks
Nobody thought I knew what I was doing
Nobody believes so nobody would walk me through it
But nobody achieved what I achieved
If only somebody could have just seen what I seen
Said they praying for me, don't we all got needs
€˜Til I walk in the room and they all just freeze
And they all look relieved like shit
If he made it now we all got cheese, nah
Homie that ain't the way it work
Especially if you ain't even put in a day of work
Now they going crazy cause I made it first
See homie I just made it work
It's a cold word, ask my old girl
She feel my pain and I ain't even tryin' to make it hurt
And my daddy proud of me
But he got too much pride to say it out loud for me
Got that keyboard off the road boarded in the house for me
He coming to my shows hanging in the crowd for me
Man I still love my niggs
The only thing that I ask is that they hold it down for me
I still rep the 850 yeah
I got it tatted on my arm, it ain't goin' nowhere
But motherfuckers will say that you changed
And they the ones that wouldn't last a day in this game
Don't get me wrong I ain't saying I stayed the same
But I guarantee that I will never succumb to the fame
That's some bullshit, and y'all know that ain't me
But I'd rather grow up than to stay eighteen
Life goes on and hopfully only great things
Travelling the world and seeing shit that I ain't seen
Then one day I look at my reflection
And realise how I been actin' and how I been dressing
I realise I can make an impression
But good Lord this is fuckin' depressin'
And good lord I got some fuckin' questions
I think it's time for some mo'fuckin' confessions