Young Player

By the age of 14 I started grinding fo' mine
When Momma turned to tell me my clothes was too expensive to buy
From a Busboy to a Dishwasher I started stackin' my bank
Sho'in up to school e'ryday lookin' as sharp as a shank
Ralph Lauren shirts on my back wit' Redwing Boots on my feet
Sportin' baggy Girbauds and packin' that heat underneath
Had too many Haterz at school who were Hatin' on me
Young Player in my days so I had the girlies drippin' like honey
Haterz on the sidelines and they were talkin' that shit
Like some rivalry cheerleaders sho'in bad sportsmanship
Pistol cappin' it was happenin' outside on the school grounds
Gang riots in the hallways and the lunch room that's how it went down
Call you out to the ditch fo' some one on one privacy
Duke it out like young Warriors for supreme dominancy
Only a few witnesses to witness the outcome
Beatin' them Haterz down like a Highschool Band beatin' a bass drum