Story Time

My grandfather ran with Nicky Barnes
Uh huh
My ex-nigga yeah he beat the charge
Uh huh
I could've hustled with Columbians
Uh huh
But God interrupted me

Don't ever tell me what do you
If you ain't fuckin' livin'
Don't put a cloud over dreams
There is no fuckin' limit
B-b-b-back up on my shit
This is a new beginning
Went from hood to Hollywood
See I'm already winning
I used to date them d-boys followed by the feds
He used to bake it real good
Flipped it into bread
Half a millie in a bank
Put me in a benz
My homegirl's saw the benefits
So they fucked his friends
I been a wifey, I been a side bitch
But without my knowledge guess it wasn't my dick
I got attached
Then shit got toxic
Pulled up on his baby mama fuck the gossip

My grandfather ran with Nicky Barnes
Uh huh
My ex-nigga yeah he beat the charge
Uh huh
I could've hustled with Columbians
Uh huh
But God interrupted me

I left cause I can do better
Been a fuckin' go getta
Getting' money
Always hustle, gotta build up the chedda'
Nigga's hatin' on Netta
Or wanna fuck her instead of
They ain't ready for a woman
I know I can do better
Stargazing then I'm channeling
Meditating battling
Demons in my presence
I rebuke them then I start again
I know my truth, I'mma troop
If I see ya aim, I shoot
Uh, I ain't fuckin' with you if you toxic
Uh, I ain't fuckin' with you if you gossip
Uh, not fucking with you is an option
Shut the fuck up, I'm detoxin'

My grandfather ran with Nicky Barnes
Uh huh
My ex-nigga yeah he beat the charge
Uh huh
I could've hustled with Columbians
Uh huh
But God interrupted me



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Writer(s): Vanetta Faust
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