They don't understand the hunger where it comes from
I was no ordinary kid in pajamas
Shoeboxes under the bed with the monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters

Shoeboxes filled with money and a strap
Had dreams of bein' a dope boy way before I started rap
We was locked in, nowhere to go, before they called it a trap
And niggas pushed the Cadillac like it was a Maybach
They throwin' dice at the curb everybody shootin' a stack
Niggas ballin' like Meech everybody livin' off Pat
Ghetto habitat, we was birthed in it
Most say we unfortunate but we lit it up
Matter of fact we put the torch to it
Made a killin', turned minimum wage to millions
That poverty hole ain't nothin' when you got fearless civilians
I learned early how to turn nothin' to somethin'
Beat corruption, keep your grip tight and keep bustin'
That rules of the land
Get your tribe rich is always the plan
Don't let the white man stop you
That's always a scam
Don't ever let them put you down or put no fear in your heart
Stay ten toes and solid, don't let them tear you apart

They don't understand the hunger where it comes from
I was no ordinary kid in pajamas
Shoeboxes under the bed with the monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters

In the PJ's in my PJ's tryna drink liquor and smoke blunts
Chasin' behind street killers with gold fronts
All my idols rolled caprices and Chevy dunks
And had bad chicks with pretty faces and fat butts
Most got rich off cocaine that was pure and uncut
Family men duckin' the law, tryin' to be untouched
Criminal heroes, what a weird oxymoron
Some get shot, some get locked, then they puttin' more on
The cycles like a Ferris wheel but it only seems that we get killed
Guns money and drugs, it's like a Singleton film
Rest in peace to him and all the fallen soldiers
We was boys in the hood duckin' cops and cobras
You know the snakes and vultures tryna shake your focus
Then the violence in the hood was like a plague of locust
The way we killin' ourselves I never understood
But niggas die everyday, that's what they claim in the hood

They don't understand the hunger where it comes from
I was no ordinary kid in pajamas
Shoeboxes under the bed with the monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters
So I ain't gotta be scare of no monsters

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Writer(s): Erik Vincent Stephens, Kyle Myricks