Story Of My Life, Sadly and Happily YSN Flow
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
This shit get deep, no, we can't make up
We just run down on them barefaced
Iced out shackles on my wrist, bro tryna duck a fed case
Fighting demons everyday, can't go do what my head say
Murder on my mind, don't make me turn this to a red place
[Verse]
I could go and do the shit they can't and they'd still hate
I took losses, ain't let that affect me, bitch, I'm still great
They smile up in your face, behind your back they real fake
Hungry and I'm grinding, I ain't stopping until my meal ate
I'm still tryna see that big stagе
[?] disorder, no, I'm not tryna see my bitch change
I know that I'm rich but I ain't stopping 'til I'm big paid
Giant around the city so I'm riding with thеm big thangs
So blessed my jewelry glizzing, I just was in the trenches
Everybody 'round me got respect, can't hang with bitches
And if you ever heard that I got robbed, that's probably fiction
[?] on the nigga says he said that it was tension
Told my jewelry, "Bitch, you so disgusting", jewelry pissing
And I still don't stop at red lights, tryna keep my head right
Psycho, I like red knives, stab him, that's a red knife
I know that you probably won't show love until I'm dead, right?
I know that you probably forgot all the shit I said, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
This shit get deep, no, we can't make up
We just run down on them barefaced
Iced out shackles on my wrist, bro tryna duck a fed case
Fighting demons everyday, can't go do what my head say
Murder on my mind, don't make me turn this to a red place
[Verse]
I could go and do the shit they can't and they'd still hate
I took losses, ain't let that affect me, bitch, I'm still great
They smile up in your face, behind your back they real fake
Hungry and I'm grinding, I ain't stopping until my meal ate
I'm still tryna see that big stagе
[?] disorder, no, I'm not tryna see my bitch change
I know that I'm rich but I ain't stopping 'til I'm big paid
Giant around the city so I'm riding with thеm big thangs
So blessed my jewelry glizzing, I just was in the trenches
Everybody 'round me got respect, can't hang with bitches
And if you ever heard that I got robbed, that's probably fiction
[?] on the nigga says he said that it was tension
Told my jewelry, "Bitch, you so disgusting", jewelry pissing
And I still don't stop at red lights, tryna keep my head right
Psycho, I like red knives, stab him, that's a red knife
I know that you probably won't show love until I'm dead, right?
I know that you probably forgot all the shit I said, right?
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