Story Of My Life

(I I I I I love Chris Rich, HONEYWOODSIX)
(Yes, Chucks)

Young but them OG's threw gems and I listened
Especially how you get that yola
Back in the kitchen
I showed them blueprints
Still did everything different
Taught some niggas game
Never charged my commission
Lane switching but I never can
Forget where I started
And every time I had to pay
It was the game where I charged it
Saw some stuff that would
Make you disheartened
Gettin' money, bet they make you the target
Get that bag, better feed the hyenas
Or they get salty, start talkin' like divas
We had it snowin' all year so
I get why they pree us
But they gotta be around some
Monies to see us
Gotta pay congest and a lease
Three bricks deep, I didn't pay the release
I kept it trill with good friends
They still played with my P's
Now I gotta give the green
Light 'cause of greed

See, story of my life
Get a whole pie, story of my life
Let that corn fly, story of my life
Say you're rollin' certified
I hear that story all the time
See a dodgy lookin' ride
Up before they drive-by
'Cause the guys that's in that ride
They ain't givin' any time
Bullet, bullet, cry, cry
Dead, alive, tell you, there's a thin line

And you're forgotten quick
Look how fast time flies by
And that's for jail too, been there before
It ain't nice hate the smell too
Feel it for my niggas doin' life
Judge threw the book like it's a right
Never will be, never has been
Never should be
I got loved ones that I lost young
Wish I could see
Pain made me cold, need a long fur coat
And I've been out walkin' down
A long red road
But I can't complain, I see it worse each day
And I ain't too smart
Always tryna learn each day
Far from a fool but they know so it's cool
Listen to them jems and I still bought jewels
Lost so many friends
I just bought more tools
Show them niggas life
They just done more talk
But I ain't surprised
That's just what they're like
Respect the pound whilst them niggas don't
Mind doin' it for likes