Lost in my thoughts, guess that's what I get for thinking Lost in a cough, this year, I almost quit drinking Took some time off just to find myself sinking Then they said I fell off, that's what I need He made me flash out, look how I turned into a cash cow Broker than a joke, who get the laugh now? Rod got them racks now, always knew that I would cash out Just had to keep going when I was assed out Toting, fuck punchin' the clock, I'll break in houses with Kareem And fuck your favorite rapper, he ain't gangster as he seem I done met a lot of rappers, they don't live the life they say they live They don't do the things they say they did Jeezy told us trap or die but told his son to go to college I'm a bottom boy survivor, I made it out my apartments Last year, I was thinkin' about robbin' The same rap niggas for some Robins But life go up and down like elevators Who would've knew that we'd count hella paper? Or that this cash came with hella haters? We movin' fast like the Talladaga Them niggas mad but it get greater later I got a tip for ya, save your Energy, 'cause you gon' need it We finna ball, you got a long season of hatin' for no reason I run the game, these niggas' nose bleeding Them shows piling and them phones ringing I took advantage of Tawana's child Lord knows that I'm still thankful for her 'Cause rules and her gave me some law and order They told me karma's coming back around I just pray it ain't Debora's daughter I'm grown now, learning more and more, I'm Finally becoming a man Tried to get you to understand life had grown out of hand Until you walk a mile, you would never know it They told me people grow apart, it's all a part of growing
True story (Swear to God I'ma do my thing, go through your pain) True story True story, look, look True story
I'ma rip my heart out my chest, put it in this envelope But if you don't feel my pain, you would never know They say when it's raining, it's pouring, it's thundering, it's lightning But if it's meant to be, ain't no way you can fight it
True story, uh, yeah, yeah (I'ma do my thing, I'ma do my thing) True story I swear to God I'ma do my thing, I'ma do my thing Look, look, look, look Yeah, yeah, dawg, yeah Rrah
Compositores: Rod Green (Rod Wave), Ajonte Harvin ECAD: Obra #35364477