[Crooked I]
Yo, yo, yo
Don't tell God 'bout your big problems
Tell your problems how big you got it (yeah)
To be honest
I promise to keep my real nigga degree
I give up everything like the Amish (yeah)
Con-artist-ass rappers got me laughin'
Everything you rappin'
Never been clapped in
Never been stabbed in
Never sold drugs on the ave, then
Put a cap on everything you yappin' (yeah)
Hardly a mogul, nigga you far from global
My story could sell out in every Barnes & Noble
You marks are local
You marks are loco
Gassed up, part mobile, park's a no go
I lay you down, havе your older brothers shootin' at me
Yеah, my past was sad, but my future's happy (tell'em!)
Where I'm from the cops is enemies
My life ain't a movie, it's a documentary
The block is feelin' me

[Chorus - K-Young]
This is my story
Growin' up in the hood
Always up to no good
No way out for me
Is anybody out there listening
This is my story
I'm out on my own
Streets is my home
Gotta hold it down by any means
Is anybody out there listening
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