Story Of My Life

(I I I I I love Chris Rich, HONEYWOODSIX) (Yes, Chucks) Young but them OG's threw gems and I listened Especially how you get that yola Back in the kitchen I showed them blueprints Still did everything different Taught some niggas game Never charged my commission Lane switching but I never can Forget where I started And every time I had to pay It was the game where I charged it Saw some stuff that would Make you disheartened Gettin' money, bet they make you the target Get that bag, better feed the hyenas Or they get salty, start talkin' like divas We had it snowin' all year so I get why they pree us But they gotta be around some Monies to see us Gotta pay congest and a lease Three bricks deep, I didn't pay the release I kept it trill with good friends They still played with my P's Now I gotta give the green Light 'cause of greed See, story of my life Get a whole pie, story of my life Let that corn fly, story of my life Say you're rollin' certified I hear that story all the time See a dodgy lookin' ride Up before they drive-by 'Cause the guys that's in that ride They ain't givin' any time Bullet, bullet, cry, cry Dead, alive, tell you, there's a thin line And you're forgotten quick Look how fast time flies by And that's for jail too, been there before It ain't nice hate the smell too Feel it for my niggas doin' life Judge threw the book like it's a right Never will be, never has been Never should be I got loved ones that I lost young Wish I could see Pain made me cold, need a long fur coat And I've been out walkin' down A long red road But I can't complain, I see it worse each day And I ain't too smart Always tryna learn each day Far from a fool but they know so it's cool Listen to them jems and I still bought jewels Lost so many friends I just bought more tools Show them niggas life They just done more talk But I ain't surprised That's just what they're like Respect the pound whilst them niggas don't Mind doin' it for likes