One Hundred - Story To Tell, Pt. 3

This is a story about a kid who went through a lot of shit His daddy did letting another woman , put her hands on him
Now he's traumatized for the rest of his life And you don't know if he gon' really be alright
Yeah, alright, yeah, he's not fine Yeah, he cries just about every night
Cause he's traumatized, yeah

Them shits tell me about depression though, look
Yeah, he out of his, mm Yeah, he really out of his fuckin' pain
In front of fuckin' people that care about him
Care about him, care about him

And every time when somethin' get hard on him, hard on him
He really think about killin' himself, killin' himself, killin' himself
And if you got a story, big bro, to tell to people
Yeah, tell em, tell em, yeah, tell em, yeah, tell em

Cause I got a story to tell
And I'm gon' tell this story to tell
Yeah, I got a story to tell
And I'm gon' show you, show you, show you

Yeah, everyday I woke up
Feenin' for this money in my pocket, but I wasn't bulk enough
Had to walk every single day down
Drinkin' and smokin' till I had my last round

Then I lay it down
Hard to sleep through the nights, cold winter days
Anytime you see me woke, know it's finish paid
I'm paid up, finish paid up

Gotta fuck around with me just to see me stay up
And you don't want that abracadabra outta me
Cause I'll poof and you'll see the smoke poppin
And I'ma pop you like a pop rocket

And then we gon' stop this shit like, nah, stop it

Written by:
Semaj McElveen, Will Moore

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