Stories
City full of crooks
You must not get the message
Hit a stain and make a left
It might get messy
Tuned into beef
But money hungry and progressive
Rest in peace to all my soldiers that are resting
Mixed up emotions and morals
Leave you feel like you stranded
Surrounded by immortals
How do you know what ya plan is?
Lemme tell you life is all that it seems
City of lights
We in the city of dreams
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
He was 13 with a thirty locked an loaded
Don't approach 'em
I was 13 with a passion
Rhyming then I'm relaxing
4th grade
Graham and B we started rapping
Then I said fuck it and I turned into a heartbreaker
Used to have this feeling in my stomach when I was did some wrong
I don't feel it no more
I must be heartless
Butterflies seem like they gone
I must be heartless
City full of crooks
You must not get the message
You on designer
I'm on levels when I'm stepping
I'm on levels when I'm stepping
(Way up)
Don't forget me when I'm gone
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
(Yea)
I turned cold
I fell victim to the dreams that they sold
Hoop dreams
Had me traveling globe
I'm from the 4
I came up by the snow
But I'm going up North like the pole
Fuck toting poles
I seen bodies they were getting disposed
Were full of life
But you know how this life go
Day to day
He'll be gone by tomorrow
(Seem like they gone, I must be heartless)
Things change
Can't stay the same that's what I told 'em all
I have my city on my shoulder just like overalls
Numero Uno baby that's overall
I had my mind playing tricks
Almost flipped doing somersaults
I was hitting licks
Taking risks
I done done it all
(Yeah Yeah)
And I want you to know
That this just the intro
So don't forget me when I'm gone
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
You must not get the message
Hit a stain and make a left
It might get messy
Tuned into beef
But money hungry and progressive
Rest in peace to all my soldiers that are resting
Mixed up emotions and morals
Leave you feel like you stranded
Surrounded by immortals
How do you know what ya plan is?
Lemme tell you life is all that it seems
City of lights
We in the city of dreams
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
He was 13 with a thirty locked an loaded
Don't approach 'em
I was 13 with a passion
Rhyming then I'm relaxing
4th grade
Graham and B we started rapping
Then I said fuck it and I turned into a heartbreaker
Used to have this feeling in my stomach when I was did some wrong
I don't feel it no more
I must be heartless
Butterflies seem like they gone
I must be heartless
City full of crooks
You must not get the message
You on designer
I'm on levels when I'm stepping
I'm on levels when I'm stepping
(Way up)
Don't forget me when I'm gone
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
(Yea)
I turned cold
I fell victim to the dreams that they sold
Hoop dreams
Had me traveling globe
I'm from the 4
I came up by the snow
But I'm going up North like the pole
Fuck toting poles
I seen bodies they were getting disposed
Were full of life
But you know how this life go
Day to day
He'll be gone by tomorrow
(Seem like they gone, I must be heartless)
Things change
Can't stay the same that's what I told 'em all
I have my city on my shoulder just like overalls
Numero Uno baby that's overall
I had my mind playing tricks
Almost flipped doing somersaults
I was hitting licks
Taking risks
I done done it all
(Yeah Yeah)
And I want you to know
That this just the intro
So don't forget me when I'm gone
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
These the stories of my brothas
For real
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Writer(s): Stephen Greene
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