Life Story

Remember it like yesterday, was in the 3rd grade I seen a nigga rob my mama on ha birthday Ain't even have shit she only had bout 1k And ever since then a demon where my soul lay A nigga thirteen when I gripped my first iron But shit before that a youngin' quick to go grab a knife Be blackin' out like nigga f*ck it nigga slice and dice Just reminiscing' bout the struggles I been through in life Ain't really have shit a nigga still made a way Cause ain't nobody really fuckin' with me anyway I call around and bitches hangin' up in my face But wanna hit a nigga up when I'm gettin' paid Done turned 19 when I had my first son Shit I was still scrapin' quarters for a hunny bun I had to get up off my ass life had just begun But this pain left me blinded on what's next to come The one's closest backstabbin' that shit there hurtin' me I heal my pain with narcotics it got control on me They all say that they ridin' well that's a L I E Remainin' real, remainin' solid, til I D I E Everybody blockin' me hidden hate animosity These bitches fakin' can't even keep one beside of me Ain't even tryna speak rather keep it inside of me Life ideology, ace'd it now I'm a prodigy But f*ck that, I'm crashin' out I'm tryna get him gone Like f*ck that, don't need nobody thug it on my own So f*ck that, light up the spliff get higher than a drone But trust that, bitch imma step you know what's goin' on Can't really f*ck with too many, cause they be slimy and shit They rather backdoor a nigga than go and find em some shit Wish I was lying' but shit, this life shit real as a bitch I turned twenty-one then I had my second lil jit Had to start rhymin' and shit I'm makin' hit after hit Just tryna get out the bricks Spazzed out and copped me some sticks My BM trippin say she caught me with another lil bih Just to be real I ain't never even seen the lil bih So stop assumin' bout who I'm screwin' gone make me do it I'm goin' stupid can't love a swoopty no trust in cupid I'm bout to lose it my flow so fluid I vent through music Everybody fakin', they perpetratin' how can they do it But look my Pops told me, son go and get it done Two months later he can't even see his grandsons I got a call the next week swear the worst one My Grandma talking' bout he battled but the fight done Swear imma get it I'm on a mission ain't lettin' up I got em watchin' they tryna stop me I wish em luck These niggas plottin' I blank and drop em that's really sup It's safe to say that since a youngin' I ain't give a f*ck