I Told You / Another One

(Intro)

American raised, Canadian born

My name is Daystar Peterston

One day I'mma be the biggest artist in the whole world

As for right now though, the year is 2008

I'm 16 years old, this is where my story begins

(Tory's grandmother)

Daystar, Daystar

I know you hear me calling you

Daystar, open this door

You know what, I'm done, I'm done

I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't know what the fuck to do

I'm tired, you don't cook, you don't clean

You don't do shit

All I ever asked you to do was go get a job

You won't even get a job

But you wanna find yourself in the street hustling

Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it ain't gon pay off

It's not gon last, you gon find yourself dead

Real-, oh okay, so you mean to tell me

That you think that street life gon pay off for you?

Boy please, I'm just waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body.

It ain't gon last.

And this music stuff.

Nigga go get a job.

That's what you need.

You need a job, I'm done.

I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I can't take this shit no more.

I want you to get your shit and get the fuck out.

I'm done with your ass.

Get your shit and get the fuck out.

I'm done, get the fuck out

(Part I: I Told You)

It's the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib

Instead of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta live

Mama died the same year my sister had the kid

It was either feed the fam or get killed

So a nigga said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room

Landlord straight buggin'

Roaches on the ceiling, living room straight thuggin'

Should've been left but the trap stayed bunkin'

Nigga yeah yeah

Big time, big time

Ring so swole you would think it did time

Swear I told you niggas for the 5th time

I'ma get mine, yeah

I got a ring so big, call the shit big time

She don't wanna fuck me, man that bitch lyin'

I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich grind

In the studio, I'm skating like a inline

Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dough

Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow

Stupid with the whip game, stupid bankroll

Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid shows

I've been on the road

Now a nigga know my way around, yeah yeah

Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah yeah

Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah

These niggas pissy that we stayed around, yeah yeah

(Part II: Another One)

Hop in another one nigga

Get back in another one nigga

Dip back in another one nigga, woah

Hop in another one nigga

We back with another one nigga

Came back in another one nigga, woah

I told, I told you all

I know how I'ma get mine

I told, I told you all

I know, I know

Hop in another one nigga

Then hop out another one nigga

Then back in another one nigga, woah

Hop in another one nigga

We back with another one nigga

Then back in another one nigga, woah

My wrist is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi

Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi

We watch a nigga talkin' at us loosely

Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi

You love the sound, uh, don't fuck around, uh

458, I dropped it in the Winter

Big homie asked a nigga what I'm down for

Looked him in the eye and said to do it till I'm bigger than you

I'm wop his ass on him

Kicked out the house in Brampton had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth

Take the TTC to get the figures, just me my lil nigga

Ain't had no hittas wit us

Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs

All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was dubs

Left me out when I was tryna make it deal what it does

Can't forget about a drop when they put 6 in my plug

Only thing I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud

Only thing I gotta do is get it poppin' and blowin'

Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda

Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan

I told you

Hop in another one nigga

Get back in another one nigga

Dip back in another one nigga, woah

Hop in another one nigga

We back with another one nigga

Came back in another one nigga, woah

I told, I told you all

I know how I'ma get mine

I told, I told you all

I know, I know

It's a 7-30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas

It's a 7-30 chance I might fuck up them digits

In the bottom where them niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga

Now you're up and they feel like they should be up with you nigga

I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy

And for-sick cos my car wasn't running and woah

Dawgy all I want is a onion

The game was callin' me audibly like someone confronted, but no

Niggas never gave a nigga nothing

Fuck I look like giving niggas something?

Made 100K this week, that's on my dead mama

Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't even know it

Dawg I swear my coat is nice and wasn't even snowing

Mama told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier

Played the watch out on the block you used to see me scopin'

Respect the shooters, that's a youngin goal, we bout to blow this

Hop in another one nigga

Get back in another one nigga

Dip back in another one nigga, woah

Hop in another one nigga

We back with another one nigga

Dip back in another one nigga, woah

I told, I told you all

I know how I'ma get mine

I told, I told you all

I know, I know

It's the year 2009 and I done found myself a crib

I ain't got no dough, but I done found myself a bitch

Dollars and success is what my niggas tryna get

Young as fuck but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP

I done said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public

I rather count this money with the thuggers and the junkies

The teachers used to tell me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing"

The only love I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas

We gon' do the most, so tell them niggas go boast

Seen my nigga RV, and went and copped him a Ghost

Through the windshield, centerfold on the door

Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you foes

Getting dough on these fours, getting money and shows

These checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes

Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded in stove

Put them huneds on hold, put them runners on go

Secure the bank

(Outro)

I was fucked up, I had nowhere to go

I had moved in with my girl, you know she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas

She wasn't much but she was mine

The guns and the roses