Story Of My Life

Back to basics
Ima take it way back
They said yo go pop shit
Remain humble
And laid back
Up all night
Tryna figure
How my day went
Stationed
In the studio
I Gotta make it

Story of my life doe
At 16 had no mic flow
17 was hype
I Started rappin
Im Like john Doe
Who is bro
I don't know
18 I had hit coast
Overseas
Different states
My boys callin me the goat

Killin shit
Yalkin Beats and bitches
I hit Different hoes
Had no money
I was struggling
Tryna come up
Hit my brother
And my bitch she switched
Shawty told that I wouldn't be nothin
Bet she regret what she Said
Cuz ya boy out here doin numbers

Ion love no bitch
Gave ha my heart
And she dipped
Ripped the shit
Laughed about it
Ever since that got me lit
Summer 20
I was up
Dropped the buzz
And now I'm here
I just still can't comprehend
I went from nothin to a band

They say more money
More problems
And I thought it was a scam
Sittin inna room of jealous niggas
One of em my mans

Snaked me in front my face
Started stayin in my lane
Watching who I hang around
Who I talk to everyday

Everyday was sumn new
18 Taught Me hella thangs
I was sittin On The bench
But I'm playin in the game
Cuzzo told me I was chosen
Ever since I went insane
Had to show dem them people
That I meant for this
And I ain't playin
Look

Back to basics
Ima take it way back
They said yo go pop shit
Remain humble
And laid back
Up all night
Tryna figure
How my day went
Stationed
In the studio
I Gotta make it

Back to basics
Ima take it way back
They said yo go pop shit
Remain humble
And laid back
Up all night
Tryna figure
How my day went
Stationed
In the studio
I Gotta make it

19 Still I'm here
New shawty on my body
New chapter
Old hobbies
She keep Tryna know about em

Irritated
Told ha don't worry
Or you gon know about it
Get some money
Cause Ion attach my feelings to nobody
I told ha

What's understood
Don't gotta explained
Once you cross me once
I'll never look at you the same
I was walkin thru the rain
Out here lookin like a dummy
Tryna smoke away my pain
But I was copin wit the money

And when I found my jackpot
Hopped out my drought
No one there to help go me out
Still promoting Check me out
Yo check me out

Lookin in the mirror everyday
A different face at night
I was taught to get out mud
So I put up a fight

Once I lit the flame again
I Came back Tyson like I'm mike
Gamblin wit my life like dice
Early mornings
Longer nights
Missing all niggas
Rip
My angels
Flying high
Always the type
To get attention
Ya baby boy gon shine

Back to basics
Ima take it way back
They said yo go pop shit
Remain humble
And laid back
Up all night
Tryna figure
How my day went
Stationed
In the studio
I Gotta make it

Back to basics
Ima take it way back
They said yo go pop shit
Remain humble
And laid back
Up all night
Tryna figure
How my day went
Stationed
In the studio
I Gotta make it



Credits
Writer(s): Tahj Russell
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