Cup Soup

I was young trianna show you I could be the man my daddy was supposed to Never understood the pain that we go through Foodstamp's in the jects like most do Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you, Everything gone be alright that's what I told you I was young trianna show you I could be the man my daddy was supposed to Never understood the pain that we go through Foodstamp's in the jects like most do Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you, Everything gone be alright that's what I told you Growing up I had to face it Slim chance I would make it Broke and running out of patience Dropping out of school to pay the basics Light bill heat bill had to take it Working hard and giving up my education So my momma wouldn't struggle looking for a placement While a nigga making music in the basement Hoping I would make it Even when I felt my time was wasted This time I make it stack up Had to hustle with my niggas and make it add up Stay broke or break and bag up And end up in handcuffs A slave to bad luck Can't fall victim to the chain gang Or end up in a box it's the same thing Honestly I'm trianna maintain But being broke made a nigga insane Drag my name through the mud but I been here  before I'll put on for my niggas well get it and go Cause I know if I make it they eat off my flow We gone climb to the top we just taking it slow And I aint looking back I'm just trianna grow Move my mom to the island get rid of the snow Cause I should have been dead god was telling me know So I'm never gone stop till I'm selling out shows I was young trianna show you I could be the man my daddy was supposed to Never understood the pain that we go through Foodstamp's in the jects like most do Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you, Everything gone be alright that's what I told you I was young trianna show you I could be the man my daddy was supposed to Never understood the pain that we go through Foodstamp's in the jects like most do Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you, Everything gone be alright that's what I told you I'm older now and feel amazing Tired of homies in the pavement See the money we been saving Working hard for everything we chasing Bank rolls big chance had to take it So who the f*ck gone humble me now And I aint fucking around We worked hard to get my name off the ground Some of my niggas really holding me down Others be slowing me down It be the hate I see them throwing around This time I make it stack up Had to hustle with my niggas and make it add up Stay broke or break and bag up And end up in handcuffs A slave to bad luck Can't fall victim to the chain gang Or end up in a box it's the same thing Honestly I'm trianna maintain But being broke made a nigga insane Drag my name through the mud but I been here  before I'll put on for my niggas well get it and go Cause I know if I make it they eat off my flow We gone climb to the top we just taking it slow And I aint looking back I'm just trianna grow Move my mom to the island get rid of the snow Cause I should have been dead god was telling me know So I'm never gone stop till I'm selling out shows I was young trianna show you I could be the man my daddy was supposed to Never understood the pain that we go through Foodstamp's in the jects like most do Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you, Everything gone be alright that's what I told you I was young trianna show you I could be the man my daddy was supposed to Never understood the pain that we go through Foodstamp's in the jects like most do Few dead few snakes what I'm gone do Cup soup cold bread that'll mold you Hot days cold nights mom ill hold you Everything gone be alright that's what I told you