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My Story Lyrics - Artist : Smoove'L
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We ain't the same, you pray for Jays, I pray for better days You like to party, I like to grind, ain't ever do parades I'm spittin' rhymes like I don't like somethin' I just ate Can't sweat this ho too much, you don't exist in current age But I can't lie, mama always kept a young nigga fly Got tired of her money, I don't want, I'd rather die I'm from that NY, Brooklyn, that's the best style And I'm gettin' rich, if I die at least I tried I ain't gonna front like I'm a good boy I carried gas, I hid it from my mom 'cause I'm a hood boy Get money, young street cat grew up in the hood boy I can't play with my rhymes, this my story, this is not a toy I gotta get these racks in, flip them back in Earn them backends, and I don't spend it Bein' impressive, and showin' it for him I'm tryin' to give in, they ain't returnin' They all on my body, I got them ho's who wanna touch me I don't fiend for no bitch, if you touch me you get lucky They be talkin' on my people, 'bout to really get it ugly I got scars I can't hide, I'm surprised money not tucking My problems and pride gettin' bigger I'm happy I'm finally becoming that nigga They see me gettin' better, now they becomin' sicker I grind through that struggle, now I'm finally gettin' richer And I don't care if I got thirty bands in the bank Rather than nothin', before respectin', givin' out the hate They mad you give a four nigga a .40 make a ape Been in the game since young bro hustle, I made my way (Cracking) Cars slidin', hustling, grinding Young nigga from the four, since a baby, wiling That pussy, I dive in For my dreams, I'm strivin' I shine loud and proud 'cause I grind in silent Sittin' in that bathroom, paper balls everywhere I just do my birthday every day, not every year Even on my worst days when I see the chandeliers Think my mama proud, see me in jets instead of square I rock that fitted cap like I invented that I'm one kind, you lose me, I bet ain't no gettin' back Rest in peace to my brother Ski, I'm never gon' get him back What goes around comes around, you opps better study that I know that they proud of me I'm winnin' and they hate to see I'm winnin' and they hate to see A young nigga winnin', that's really me (Slidin') (Grinding) (That pussy, I dive in) |
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