My story

I might say some shit right now that I never said before and I might never say it again You dig I've been told once, or maybe many times, after worst, darkness, probably sun will rise I grind too hard, I think it's my hour now, and the rest is just history A walk through to my life path, I grew up childhood with no dad I mentioned a lot, bout how time was bad Moms was my only family I wonder if you're understanding me, or actually acting like you're feeling me I did a lot to talk about, wonder if mom knows all, will she still be proud of me I mean, I mean this shit literally Like, have you asked yourself what you see when you look at me I catch a body, my nigga, just for harassing me Cause at least once in my life, I've been told a beast I've been told once, from an elder pal, chase your dreams younging, and live your life wild Time go fast, so hurry up, run a mile What goes around, surely comes back around I hate the times I see my mama cry I be crying too inside, with my eyes dry Heart broken sometimes, still I keep a smile I give my whole life to this, and the best for me Second grade, back in 98 5am I wake up, that's the routine everyday Mom had two jobs, so she can't afford to be late That was the only source keeping the fucking family straight Didn't had much, so uncle had to help No father figure, had to figure out shit by myself Ain't writing homeworks, but surely I picked up a pen And now I'm spitting bars like a motherfucking V12 Yeah, I know it's crazy as it's ever been For you to believe it's true, I am imagining I've been through a lot, mom's been through way more than me I started buying weed for taxing niggas when I'm selling it Yeah, my heart is big, but my temper short My soul is old, but I'm still a boy They say the good die young, I'm asking where my homes Oh Lord, may you bring them back please I've been told once, from an elder pal Chase your dreams younging, and live your life wild Time go fast, so hurry up, run a mile What goes around, surely comes back around I hate the times I see my mama cry I be crying too inside, but my eyes dry Heart broken sometimes, still I keep a smile I give my whole life to this, and the best to me This my story My story, yeah This my story, yeah Let's get it Fast forward till like 09 Street life, wild juvenile, accused of crime The teacher had the guts to tell me that I ain't gon' shine I hope you're living still to witness up who's fucked in time School is done, I'm out here partying On the street hustling, or in the studio making hits The trap game back then, it's funny cause it was my bitch She in love with me more now, fuck it, I guess we're marrying Yeah, ain't nobody that I try to please Album is still fire, mixtape been fucking up the streets I need to tell you I'm gon' pop that song that I believe I flew to Philippines and back after I got college degree I've been told once, from an elder pal Chase your dreams younging, and live your life wild Time go fast, so hurry up, run a mile What goes around, surely comes back around I hate the times I see my mama cry I be crying too inside, but my eyes dry Heart broken sometimes, still I keep a smile I give my all after this, I'm the best to me I've been told once, from an elder pal Chase your dreams younging, and live your life wild Time go fast, so hurry up, run a mile What goes around, surely comes back around I hate the times I see my mama cry I be crying too inside, but my eyes dry Heart broken sometimes, still I keep a smile I give my all after this, I'm the best to me This my story My story This my story This my story