Moral Of Da Story

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Mario Mims (born May 19, 1981), better known by his stage name Yo Gotti, is a southern rapper from the northern side of Memphis, Tennessee who was previously known as Lil Yo. more »

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Yeah, yeah, yeah
For real (yeah)
True story
I'm just talkin' shit (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Look, look, look

Young shiner, body full of diamonds
Plug sent the pack, I'm like, "That shit was perfect timin'" (for real)
Bust AP, plain Richard Mille
Crib run like twenty mil', swear to God that bitch silly
Between me and you (what?), I can still get you a load
Between me and you (what?), I be strapped at the shows
Between me and you, when I be talkin' to Hov
I be havin' flashbacks of me in front of a stove
That first million was challenging, I got that shit off the O's
Second million was alright, I got that shit off the road
Then that third and fourth and that fifth and sixth
Next thing you know, I'm at ten, I'm like, "It came too quick"
Quarter mil' in the hood, a nigga buyin' them sticks
Half a mil' to my man, he's bendin', playin' with bricks
Bought a purse for a ho, bought a house for my bitch
Just got a fifty from Interscope, nigga, that was a lick

Moral of the story, I made it out, but I was still with the shits
Moral of the story, you play with me, I'm divin' straight in your shit
More to the story, we ain't just rappin', we be thuggin' and shit
Moral of the story, we some gangsters and we havin' this shit

I gave my soul to the streets and it came with a brick
I can't see, I might miss, nine came with a switch
They keep sayin', "You stiff," I'm just not as convinced
Know my 'migo and them sick, he raise the prices, I quit
Get in the studio, have flashbacks of drivin' them 'bows
All them extras gettin' fronted, the first hundred get sold
They caught the smoke and missed the snow, the shit right under they nose
You better get off, knock your shit off, you slow uppin' your pole
It ain't gon' change, it's still the same thing
And I'm still trappin', gettin' active, and I gangbang
Soon as we find out where they hang, spin through like Beyblades
2021, I got my gun, I ain't tryna catch a fade
I had my bae renew the rental car two extra days
Probably got the drop, tryna send a opp up to a better place
Niggas know they hoes, you make a post whenever you feel a way
They want me yolked, still piecin' coke, back in my grittin' days
'Fore I go broke, I'ma mask up and take my biggest play

Moral of the story, I made it out, but I was still with the shits
Moral of the story, you play with me, I'm divin' straight in your shit
More to the story, we ain't just rappin', we be thuggin' and shit
Moral of the story, we some gangsters and we havin' this shit

And every day, I live my life by the street principles
Wow
You know what I'm sayin'? 
Like, I don't make a decision 
I don't accept nothing that don't align with my principles and morals
I think that's how I got here because I were to lose some 
Or not get some if it's a sucker move

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