04/03/1992
Born in Brookdale around 130 or two
I was the new baby, so grandma called me new
The next biggest thing out of Brooklyn, who would have knew?
Since the youngin I was going in, I ain’t even know it then
It was therapy, ’cause I was rapping shit I’m holding in
My mama paid for all the studios that I was going in
She said, ”This what you want? Record a couple and we’ll go again”
Before that she got me a karaoke for Christmas
Never wrote her a wish list, it was a mother’s instincts
I was a little different
Always needed my distance and I was never a princess
I was always the misfit
Little Tomboy, well known in the neighborhood
And only girl on the football team, ’cause I played it good
Been confident since a shorty, if I could do it, I would
Tryna be successful in anything that I could
Living in VA kind of taught me a lil’ patience
I’ll forever be grateful for that part I was raised in
Gave me a little structuring for that dream I was chasing
I moved back to Brooklyn and painted a demonstration
Then I lost the love of my life in the same year
Really went from loving my life to I hate it here
Obituary in my hand, like, why is his name here?
Looking in the casket, like, why is he laying there?
Man, I knew my life would never be the same again, ’cause what I know he’ll do for me, I had to do the same for him
Gave up anything I ever had in exchange for him
I used to question God and it were times that I was blaming him
You know you watching over me, but damn, I really need you here
And what made it worse is that this happened in my senior year
I couldn’t even concentrate, I ain’t even see it clear
Walking out of therapy, ’cause I ain’t wanna be in there
Class of 2010 graduated out of sheep’s head
As soon as I hit the streets, as soon as the streets fled
I became a lion and I was coming for the sheep’s head
My mama wasn’t working off the rip, I knew I needed bread
Always been the leader in the lead, you gotta be ahead
Caught up in that darkness, it’s hard to even see ahead
I wanted to see green, but my demons got me seeing red
Quit my 9-to-5 and said, “Fuck it, I’m selling weed instead”
Then I became a demon
The Henny start the creeping
I was never home, ’cause I was more in the streets then
The first time I ever got booked was 2013-ish
I did some other shit, but I’d rather keep it a secret
Fast foward, got up out them streets, I had to make a way
In the studio, the only way to take the pain away
If I ain’t wanna die or go to jail, I had to stay away
Had to make a sacrifice, that’s why I’m Young M.A today
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