Marcus Ariah All I Ever Had Lyrics

[Chorus]
I used to rock knock off designer hand me downs
Cause that's all I ever had homie
I used to eat ramen noodles from the papi store
Cause that's all I ever had homie
I used to look for spare change and money out the couch
Cause that's all I ever had homie
I used to put the same clothes together different ways
Cause that's all I ever had homie

[Verse]
I grew up with no confidence
I suffered many losses
That's why you get no love from me
If you would ever cross me
Niggas tryna take my shit
I gotta randy moss em
That's why you see my niggas
When we get it we gon floss it
I try to make it seem like I got more than I do really
That's just niggas bein niggas
Showin off so you could feel me
And my pride be runnin deep
You said my chain was lookin iffy
Ima snuff a nigga look again
Oh yea it's lookin spiffy
No I ain't have it but I was workin
Makin sure it would work for me
Wake up early in the mornin
So I ain't gotta when I'm thirty
I don't love it but I wear it
Newark nigga lookin dirty
Hang with niggas on them corners
With only choice they had was servin

[Chorus]
I used to rock knock off designer hand me downs
Cause that's all i ever had homie
I used to eat ramen noodles from the papi store
Cause that's all I ever had homie
I used to look for spare change and money out the couch
Cause that's all I ever had homie
I used to put the same clothes together different ways
Cause that's all I ever had homie [Verse #2]
Don't know how to handle pain so I handled it with smokin
Don't know how to deal with stress, so I deal with it by jokin
Money on my mind, I got no choice but to be focused
Kinda hard with this culture niggas braccin or they loccin
We used to ask for guidance and they gave us hallelujahs
Like we was tryna hear that while these niggas tryna do ya
Fully loaded clips we all around a bunch of shooters
Tell me how a pastor gonna save me from these rugers
Got niggas comin home just to go back or turnin ahki
Post traumatic stress disorder got my niggas bocky
Had to get my weight up just to deal with shit inside me
Single parent home I gotta do this shit for mommy
Soon as I get on baby
We on baby
Gotta see that sun at the end of the storm baby
Niggas dyin everyday became the norm baby
Thats why we gotta chop it up with these new born babies
If it ain't money you ain't sayin nothin
The range comin
I don't converse with bitches if i know they ain't f*ckin
I don't share words with niggas if i know they ain't dumpin
Make sure I put out real so you kno that shit came from me

[Chorus]
I used to rock knock off designer hand me downs
Cause that's all i ever had homie
I used to eat ramen noodles from the papi store
Cause that's all I ever had homie
I used to look for spare change and money out the couch
Cause that's all I ever had homie
I used to put the same clothes together different ways
Cause that's all I ever had homie