S.O.M.L.

Hook Holiday weeks staying home, never fancied those Weekend trips goin places, never had one of those Poured a full glass of truth, why don't ya take a sip Wrote a book on my life, it's not a fancy read Word on the street is a nigga out to eat They pretend they don't know that a nigga gotta eat Come take a seat, my niggas neat Me and my bruh, we bring the heat Brand new drip, hope that it fit Brand-name drinks, I need my fix Brand new clips, who gettin clipped We gettin chips, they gettin tipped Brand new day, same old shit Same old, yeah, same old Same old, same old Same old story of my life 1️⃣ Same old nigga from the slums Came a long way 'cause I did the sum Same old rat from the same old hole Evolved into a big cat, bring the cheese home Remember 'em times when I owed rent Landlord blowin up my phone like a bomb wreck Now I move like a boss, I got three homes Now I'm drinkin Voss, I got three hoes Designer drips, givin it out as free clothes Money talks like a nagging bitch Scurries like a spider, man, watch it fly No matter what, I'ma stack it up Ceiling high, through the roof, up to the sky Never had a lot, growing up I went through a lot My mama a warrior, I watched her fight a lot Raised three kids, I ain't talkin no Straw It was a struggle, I didn't choose to be strong Made me think e'ryday what I did wrong Why I had no fancy shoes like the other kids Why kid bruh had to wear the same clothes I did We had to save up to buy anything nice Crib had the bugs, roaches and rats Whenever it rained, we had a pool in the house I know it sounds crazy, but this the story of my life Yeah, yeah, yeah, story of my life Yeah, dust ain't tasty, belly crawling all of my life Can kill for this paper, put that on my life Meetin Ven later, we bruhdahs for life Pray for my haters, wish 'em more life And that's on my life, that's on my life 2️⃣ Yeah, this the story of my life, been dream-chasin all of my life E'rybody wanna go to heaven, but even Jesus had to deal with the Devil I seen poverty at the ugliest level, feel like a lab rat the way they testin my mettle Don't judge me, nigga, it ain't just me, nigga Call me a pot when you the black-ass kettle (real) Smart-ass rebel, but I really can't tell the difference between bowling and Skittles Niggas tryna act tough always make me wanna chuckle Wavin a gun around don't make you tough, real killers know how to be subtle Think I'll pass on the buttkissing, I'd rather stick to buttkicking I'm still the same nigga from high school, nah, I'm just kiddin Yunno I'm straight and all, but that don't mean I ain't team free Diddy If money the root of all evil, I'll grab me a shovel and get to diggin We all came from the dirt, sooner or later we all go back to the dirt So, while I still can, I'll try my hardest to crawl outta the dirt Life's a bitch, and I swear to God I'll kick her puppies if I have to Walk her dogs over a cliff, don't make me go nuts like cashews I choose forgiveness over permission, we both know you wouldn't have given me if I asked you One day, I wanna be able to say to the youngins I did what I had to Hope you don't have to go through the same shit that I passed through Always been a good lil' kid, shakin hands and doin the nice-to-meet-ya This shit deserve a Grammy, should prolly ask Cole for a dandy feature ((Guitar Trap, Bass Boosted Beats))