My Story

Aye Aye Aye ma waddup I Think My MovieOnn Dont bite the hand that feed you Some shit I didnt understand And them niggas hoping I lose Had disguised themselves as friends Man I came from nothing I had to get it how I can I was skipping school to hit the block when blunts still costed ten Ask who riding fa me and not a soul had raised they hand Who running these streets my gang be marching like a band Since I started this shit I only go on my command I can handle the heat so I could never be a fan It's a different lifestyle but I'm glad it ain't the same You can play on na team but never play up in the game They say the sky is the limit I hold my head up and I aim Tell my momma I'm sorry fa all them years I caused her pain All them bad habits you can't just flush em down the drain Lace my tims grab my hood started Walking in the rain Did so much wrong I start ta feel it in my vein And I been using drugs but only Mary Jane It's the worst when you get to thinking and can't escape it You wanna ask for something won't open ya mouth to say Then you seen something you wanted and had to take it Got ya family looking at you like somebody that they hated Yeah I hate it I was taking from people that was related (damn) Going back and forth over conflict that I created F up in the streets but my papers haven't been graded Man they told me go to bed til I woke and seen I made it Don't bite the hand that feed you Some shit I didn't understand And them niggas hoping I lose Had disguised themselves as friends Man I came from nothing I had to get it how I can I was skipping school to hit the block when blunts still costed ten Ask who riding fa me and not a soul had raised they hand Who running these streets my gang be marching like a band Since I started this shit I only go on my command I can handle the heat so I could never be a fan They say I'm sick of you Well nigga get the flu While you talking I'm getting paid and my money turning blue Had to jump out my old ways now nigga im tha truth Why these nigga be talking like they can tell me what to do All this shit I'm bouta stop it Not stopping till im popping When I'm popping imma come back to the hood and treat my momma Take my bros on private jets And take my sisters to the island Tried to do my unk the worst so im returning 50 thousand It's thanksgiving how we eating with this money different dressing I ain't have no prints to follow in the puddles I was stepping Gang just said im heating up I checked to see if I was sweating I been spending all my savings as long as I get the check in Don't bite the hand that feed you Some shit I didnt understand And them niggas hoping I lose Had disguised themselves as friends Man I came from nothing I had to get it how I can I was skipping school to hit the block when blunts still costed ten Ask who riding fa me and not a soul had raised they hand Who running these streets my gang be marching like a band Since I started this shit I only go on my command I can handle the heat so I could never be a fan