C.R.E.A.M. (feat. Traxx) - Mistah F.A.B.

Another day another dollar to flip My phone hot when I talk there's a click Feds pull me off the plane, went through all of my shit This is right around the time that my mom got sick She was strong the whole time and I just wanted to flip I tried to feed her ice chips and rub water on her lips Her little hands turned cold, I told her please don't leave Your granddaughters two years old I dropped two albums in the same month Doing anything for cash, plus my trap dried up Mom passed, then my babymomma left It was hard for a while and I was down for a sec Fab put me on to Wiz I was back to the pack Chillin around the gang had me really thinking about rap But nah Red eye flights to atlantic club mansion me and nice pouring mud in the phantom Mayoko I was on tv, a couple months later I signed with TG Two weeks later the F.E.D.'s had my bank on freeze plus they just hit E Life changes, I got my own clothing and a five bedroom home All alone chain smoking, nights passed I remember that call, I saw the bentley on the news I used to ride in that car I'm on tour this the life of a star I'm in a small town trying to hide from the law I ripped open the seal, in the hotbox About to smoke out with B-Real I made two EP's before DS3 Man Rest in Peace to Jack, it's been hard to sleep Life changes I'm thinking about my daughter How'd I go from selling blow to selling hemp water, man I did an album with Cam, and woke up to a letter from Gucci Mane Shit's a trip, bring nice and Jack back, I miss talking to my mother Where's my lighter at It's time to smoke This here's for grown folks I sit alone in my room with a long stare In the same bed that my momma lost her life, Yeah Tossed and turned havin dreams, it was just a dream Daddy died when I was young or was just a teen Got a quiet son I can't even speak about it Inner demons on my mind I gotta deal with Signed in '07 down the drain where that deal went Radio banned me, they don't even mention me Can't ignore the fact that I made Bay area history Stress what size of it, thought he would rise from it But it ain't no love lost shit he still a big homie I was doing runners, to him it was your business Fans left me for dead, guess they thought I was finished I never wanted credit for hooking Berner with Wiz I just connected my brothers, I'm just glad they handled they biz Doing for they kids what I be doing for lid Hoping my baby momma hardest room to forgive Momma talk to me often I can her her voice "Don't give up Stan" Mom I ain't got a choice Just a bought a Maserati, fresh off the lot In a house in the hills with a three car garage Six bedrooms overlooking the bay, with my plaques on the wall, you'll love where I stay I can drop the CD momma And you're on the cover, dedicated to you, daddy, and my brother I'm getting older and wiser making smarter decisions You grow through what you go through, it's all about living I want to say keep your head up to my people in prison To all my dreamers out there keep holding your vision No matter what, God gotcha back Rest in peace to my big brother Jack