True Story
I don't really like talkin bout my life
It's a true story
My life story
My life story
I was born in a house, no dad, just my mama and my brothers
We ain't never had nobody
Always been abandoned, all we got is each other
Money was a problem, since a youngin had it hard
My whole life was introduced to the struggle
Born in a whole, who pass me a shovel
I was born in a house, no dad, just my mama and my brothers
We ain't never had nobody
Always been abandoned, all we got is each other
Money was a problem, since a youngin had it hard
My whole life was introduced to the struggle
Born in a whole, who pass me a shovel
My life, my life, my life story
My life, my life, my life story
This a true story, this a true story
My life, my life, my life story
My life story is a tragedy 
I came from nothin', turned to somethin', nothin' was handed to me
Gelo dead, granted for me
Look me in the eyes and tell me what you see
My whole life is based 'round gun violence and struggle
In and out of motels, my mama and brother
Lights gettin' cut off, it's due, it's only one thing to go do
Grab that pole, throw on your shoes
This life I life, yes it's true
I swear you gamble with your life each and every day
P said keep you on a swivel each and every way
Mama cryin' on the couch, mama I'm gon' make a way
I know we tired of strugglin', it's gon' be some better days
It's a true story
My life story
My life story
I was born in a house, no dad, just my mama and my brothers
We ain't never had nobody
Always been abandoned, all we got is each other
Money was a problem, since a youngin had it hard
My whole life was introduced to the struggle
Born in a whole, who pass me a shovel
I was born in a house, no dad, just my mama and my brothers
We ain't never had nobody
Always been abandoned, all we got is each other
Money was a problem, since a youngin had it hard
My whole life was introduced to the struggle
Born in a whole, who pass me a shovel
My life, my life, my life story
My life, my life, my life story
This a true story, this a true story
My life, my life, my life story
My life story is a tragedy 
I came from nothin', turned to somethin', nothin' was handed to me
Gelo dead, granted for me
Look me in the eyes and tell me what you see
My whole life is based 'round gun violence and struggle
In and out of motels, my mama and brother
Lights gettin' cut off, it's due, it's only one thing to go do
Grab that pole, throw on your shoes
This life I life, yes it's true
I swear you gamble with your life each and every day
P said keep you on a swivel each and every way
Mama cryin' on the couch, mama I'm gon' make a way
I know we tired of strugglin', it's gon' be some better days
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Writer(s): Keyanta Bullard, Gerail Harvey
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