This is a song about "Growing up in the projects"

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

For things they would rob for, pickin' pockets in the projects,

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Affected 'cuz their parents in the projects never made it,

Grapes of knowledge growing green, toss em in the well,

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

All teens growing up in tottenham lyrical geniuses all with their own speciality

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

Beautiful sunsets vivid context inside the projects

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents