[Intro]
I'd be telling y'all a whole different story about a good life
It'd be a whole different story
[Hook]
This the stuff only suffering makes (Listen, listen right here)
This the stuff only suffering makes
This the sound of last place
[Verse 1]
Classmates, we only had one pair of pants, they caught a lot of slack
Tired of eatin' kid meals, to be a big deal you got a MAC
For ascendance, never gained ground defendin', it's 'bout attack
Build knowledge, acknowledge my birthdate, I'm first rate, not a hack
My only dream of bliss, I fiend for this, so if it's not dope it's not a track
Many phony known to phone it in, I never dialed it back
I'm not dense, I know tryna make sense don't make dollars stack
But I insist like a dying wish, best gift that you can give a child is fact
Speak my life and times without recycled rhymes that bought a lot of waste
Every house party ended with somebody got offended, just shot the place
Even before four chicken wings and fried rice I stop for grace
I fear they always watch us so whenever I pop in I drop the drapes
[Hook]
This the stuff only suffering makes
This the sound of last place
This the sound of last place
This the sound of last place
I'd be telling y'all a whole different story about a good life
It'd be a whole different story
[Hook]
This the stuff only suffering makes (Listen, listen right here)
This the stuff only suffering makes
This the sound of last place
[Verse 1]
Classmates, we only had one pair of pants, they caught a lot of slack
Tired of eatin' kid meals, to be a big deal you got a MAC
For ascendance, never gained ground defendin', it's 'bout attack
Build knowledge, acknowledge my birthdate, I'm first rate, not a hack
My only dream of bliss, I fiend for this, so if it's not dope it's not a track
Many phony known to phone it in, I never dialed it back
I'm not dense, I know tryna make sense don't make dollars stack
But I insist like a dying wish, best gift that you can give a child is fact
Speak my life and times without recycled rhymes that bought a lot of waste
Every house party ended with somebody got offended, just shot the place
Even before four chicken wings and fried rice I stop for grace
I fear they always watch us so whenever I pop in I drop the drapes
[Hook]
This the stuff only suffering makes
This the sound of last place
This the sound of last place
This the sound of last place
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