reem da illist – true story lyrics
yea
my daug’s strugglin’ in these streets
gotta talk for em
gotta let these n-ggas know my story man
let me hop on this jawn real quick
for real
[hook:]
can’t f-ck wit’ these n-ggas
i always keep a glock on me, (gang)
rims on the forgiato shinning just like my rollie, (stuntin)
n-gga imma make it, i’m telling you
you don’t know me, (woah)
when i’m at the top, don’t you act like you was my brody, (fake sh-t)
yea, a young n-gga ballin’, i had to do something
got this, sh-t out the mud, cuz i came up from nothing, (yea)
gotta speak up for my daug’s
ain’t no other way, (no it ain’t)
my life is, like a true story
ain’t nothin’ fake, relevant to this day, yea
[verse:]
i ‘member staring up at the billboards
watching my brothers grindin’ hard, i would k!ll for em
looking at these kids wit’ they momma’s, wishing we had that
n-gga i don been thru the trauma, try to forget that
i know that them racks will change nothin’
imma be me, money can’t buy happiness
so look at sigel wit’ a beanie
coulda been a picture perfect family
but i know my limits, i’m never timet
box frame on the floor, pop’s cleaning dishes
and still that’s facts tho
n-gga i’m ridin’ shotty wit’ some trap hoes
brothers standing on the corner, selling out them bandos
caught a n-gga slipping, d-mn heard he got his head blown
me and my brothers and my sister were separated
that f-cking dhs, felt like we was segregated
got me in the van, thinkin’ will we ever make it
still ain’t heard from my mom
memories getting faded
never had a job, man i suffer thru depression
go to occasional events, they thinking they guessed it
man i want balenciaga’s, and the new versace clothes
in the drop top ferrari
wit’ the matching clean rolls
yes, forever committed
i gotta go stay wit’ it
never conversatin’, i ain’t 6ix9ine
no i won’t snitching
all rats gotta die, even ones close to me
ain’t tryna have no phony n-gga steal my money
back when i was a young boul
i used to get picked on
the kid that they beat on
them days would keep going
i never said nothin’, avoided being a punk
i hid mac 11s and automatics up in my trunk
brain wanting to retaliate, but imma be the one
committing suicide, them n-ggas thought that sh-t was fun
i don’t play around wit’ death, i was made to be here
the bible says, “shall all be alive”, (he cares)
thankful for the people that knew my struggle
they put respect on my name
never thought to reb-ttal
never contradicting, one single thing that i learned
i don burnt, like a flaming building
caused by the dirt
but on that that note
imma just stay shinnin’
i’m the 2nd hottest thing in philly, stay grindin’
the ones that deserves awards mostly underrated
i live a private life, not thinking i’m gonna change it
[hook:]
can’t f-ck wit’ these n-ggas
i always keep a glock on me, (gang)
rims on the forgiato shinning just like my rollie, (stuntin)
n-gga imma make it, i’m telling you
you don’t know me, (woah)
when i’m at the top, don’t you act like you was my brody, (fake sh-t)
yea, a young n-gga ballin’, i had to do something
got this, sh-t out the mud, cuz i came up from nothing, (yea)
gotta speak up for my daug’s
ain’t no other way, (no it ain’t)
my life is, like a true story
ain’t nothin’ fake, relevant to this day, yea
Random Lyrics
- hans hartz – musik aus der fernedacapos im wind lyrics
- a.a.g.g. demente. – a través de ti lyrics
- yung disease – heute ist ein schlechter tag lyrics
- rubén rada – había una vez un sueño negro lyrics
- strata – hot/cold (darling, don’t) lyrics
- p1lot – didn’t know lyrics
- nocte obducta – solange euer fleisch noch warm ist lyrics
- jimmy brown 지미 브라운 (korean) – bad (feat. millkissdrip) lyrics
- the motion epic – lonely lovers lyrics
- dead season – the thunder rolls lyrics