Story Time

lemme tell u the story of a kid growing up right on the block Who was addicted to getting money and no one told him stop And no this nigga wasn't inspired to be a lawyer or cop He just made sure he made his money every time right on the dot After it's all over u wonder wat it would be How many thought come through wen bro pass u the keys Once u see them money signs that's all u will ever see The biggest reason for the hatred is always inside of me Lemme tell u now growing up that shit was hard Every single week out there left a emotional scar Niggas getting mad and shooting up the bars Dayton ain't safe no mo niggas get robed from inside they car I know how many time u been pointed out and criticized But wen u flip the script they was the one who was victimized Ik it really hurts how many times u done cried But u can be the piece that ties the not between the ties That shit is really true ppl do change like the seasons While mom was getting high I was steady finding a reason Some ppl just different we didn't know how to live in decense And man I don't blame her that's her way of fighting the demons See growing up my Dad he wasn't around He couldn't pick up the pieces I had dropped right on the ground Instead he watch from the streets made sure I was safe and sound And now I know the burden that he carried daily pound by pound After it's all over u wonder wat it would be How many thought come through wen bro pass u the keys Once u see them money signs that's all u will ever see The biggest reason for the hatred is always inside of me See all it takes is for that knife to cut u once Then yo head fucked up cause u only use the front From all the grimy bitches to the gang who say they done Drop the bitch and get some money that's how the battle is won But lemme she'd some light on thing that means the most The sis had my back wen we was kids and all the grilling and roasts From rapping in the kitchen and all the puzzles and shit The one Who made sure I stayed up and kept moving my chips Now I know life might be hard while u working wit wat u got But i don't care who's in yo way cause I didn't tell u stop I could never thank u enough for breaking out the box But I promise u we will get there headed straight to the top U know wats really crazy is how far u have to come To sit and tell ur self it's over and then u still ain't done U can think wat u want nigga but I know u ain't won Some of these nights look up to me like they my son But u hiding behind a gun while I'm behind facts Showing off yo strap happy u gotta Mac My words cut deep it's a bullet right in yo back U done waited to long and now yo QB done got sacked U can judge who u want but don't base it off of me There's a fine line between wats reality and jealousy This is the life that I live the struggle wit my in me And u could never be real u a wanna be S.E.B