Xmas '12 Lyrics

Shit, let call this nigga

Fuck it

Hello

Yeah what up bro

I'm ready

Let me tell you bout the first time I made a sale

I remember well

Christmas 2012

No food in momma kitchen, not the pantry or the shelves

No gifts under the tree and my lil brother only 12

I told my older brother get your shit we finna bail

And we not coming back until our family got a meal

He looking at me crazy like this lil nigga hell

I'm lookin' at him waiting like, come on, I'm for real

This was around the time where I was popping in the city

But every rapper know the money's scarce in the beginning

I'm family with the plug and he keep telling me come get it

The geters go for 20 and the zippers was 360

So I did a 360 cause I vowed to never hustle

But shit start to get tricky when you down and ain't got nothing

I told him we can't end up like our daddies, I'm disgusted

They left our momma hanging, real niggas would've adjusted

I hit his line

He asked me is it time

Ain't even have to speak it's like the nigga read my mind

Threw me a couple ounces like don't worry it's consigned

Recommended I break it down so I get every dime

Hit every nigga in my phone

Like fuck with me bro, I'm on

Remember, it's Christmas Day, they with they families at home

One of them peeped my tone, told me pull up with a zone

Nigga fed my family that night, probably don't even know

This for you

My dawg came through in the clutch

If it's ever beef, he gon' clutch

My dawg came through in the clutch

I know if it's ever beef, he gon' clutch for me

Clutch for me

My niggas got love for me

Love for me

I know he gon' clutch for me

Clutch for me

My niggas got love for me

Love for me, yeah

I know he gon' clutch for me

Clutch for me

My niggas got love for me

Love for me, yeah

I know he gon' clutch for me

Clutch for me

My niggas got love for me

Love for me, yeah