East Coast Story

I swear this shit hit different When it’s coming from the soul Cuz it glow pay attention as the story Get told about a young go getter With a Ora made of gold Running dolo on a mission Never been never fold Homie got a heart but the world Made it cold not to mention Trauma and he brain washed By the code all this pain That’s inside he just trying to let it go Planting seeds in his money tree Hoping that it grow I never stopped believing Yeah I never dropped the mic I grinded through the evil Yeah I’m persevering life I painted all my pictures With god as my only witness Asking for forgiveness as I made it out the system Yeah I live a better life And I’m ahead in life Ain’t riding on the break So I be skirting in the lane I’m perfect in the paint And I be Curry with the tre I murking everything Self made so I’m getting paid Carpe diem momentum I seize the day Yeah you know him I’m just a kid from round the way I’m focused to win with no sin I know the way Paper to pen enter the pin Into the bank I’m cashing these checks I’m next I’m on the way Maxed out so I’m blessed I’m blessed to see the day I do what I want yeah I do What I please and ain’t another Mother fucker gunna do it like me I swear this shit hit different When it’s coming from the soul Cuz it glow pay attention as the story Get told about a young go getter With a Ora made of gold Running dolo on a mission Never been never fold Homie got a heart but the world Made it cold not to mention Trauma and he brain washed By the code all this pain That’s inside he just trying to let it go Planting seeds in his money tree Hoping that it grow People saying that I’m smiling more If they only knew the pain That I endured I’m just happy to be alive See my kids eyes When I walk inside the crib They be all surprised Damn they’re getting big I just bought a sig Cuz my daughter’s beautiful Might have to kill a nig Remember sitting in the stoley Smoking Newport’s strapped up Wish a nigga would They gunna get scorched Young and wild Hear the chich chich sound Yeah I put it down Til somebody hit the ground Then the choir sound Grew up fast type of situations Still make me mad I love my life sometimes I look Back like damn man If they only knew if they Only knew What I been through I’m just talking to you If they only knew if they only knew What I been through I’m just Talking to you I swear this shit hit different When it’s coming from the soul Cuz it glow pay attention as the story Get told about a young go getter With a Ora made of gold Running dolo on a mission Never been never fold Homie got a heart but the world Made it cold not to mention Trauma and he brain washed By the code all this pain That’s inside he just trying to let it go Planting seeds in his money tree Hoping that it grow