StoryTelling (feat. Whoisfever)

Uuh Yeah Yo Chandelier lights I'm living my dream Hottest nigga in the city boy I'm doing my thing Being broke is over now I'm getting this Cream My nigga Trife didn't lose his life, for nothing These are words from the heart no I'm not tripping Been missing for a while I got this clip in My focus to take over Y'all need a makeover Yes I'm pushing the stars no chauffeur Never been lucky shit no green clovers Just was raised in the hood which made me a soldier My ambition is to get wealth Pockets so heavy shit I'm going to need a weight belt They ask me where I am from I say hell I'm trying to make it to heaven you cant tell Racketeering the illegal kid Beef with him you going feel like Seagram gin Dizzy I'm going at it like eagles pinch Got corporate niggaz saying what kind of beast he is Is he tuff, is he soft, is he dumb, is he nerd All you need to know I gotta the shooters let it burn I got that Davull swag Jville Killing these bitch rappers that ain't real You wanna know nigga who pain feels Look in my eyes I promise I won't blink From the era cassette, Walkman, and boom box So this hip-hop shit means a lot lot We could get along or act like hooligans 50-yard niggaz kicking in ya chin man I ain't your friend man I'm on that ying-yang You could get fling man Yang