Reem Da Illist - True Story

Yea
Gotta talk for em you know
Uh
RDI
Can't fuck wit' these niggas
I always keep a Glock on me
Rims on the forgiato
Shinning just like my Rollie
Nigga imma make it
II'm telling you
You don't know me
When I'm at the top
Don't you act like you was my Brody
Yea, a young nigga ballin'
I had to do something
Got this shit out the mud
Cuz I came up from nothing
Gotta speak up for my daug's
Ain't no other way
My life is, like a true story
Ain't nothin' fake
Relevant to this day, yea
I 'member staring up at the billboards
Watching my brothers grindin' hard
I would kill for em
Looking at these kids wit' they momma's
Wishing we had that
Nigga I don been thru the trauma
Try to forget that
I know that them racks will change nothin'
Imma be me
Money can't buy happiness
So look at Sigel wit' a Beanie
Coulda been a picture perfect family
But I know my limits, I'm never timet
Box frame on the floor
Pop's cleaning dishes
And still that's facts tho
Nigga I'm ridin' shotty wit' some trap hoes
Brothers standing on the corner
Selling out them bandos
Caught a nigga slipping
Damn heard he got his head blown
Me and my brothers and my sister were separated
That fucking DHS
Felt like we was segregated
Got me in the van
Thinkin' will we ever make it
Still ain't heard from my mom
Memories getting faded
Never had a job
Man I suffer thru depression
Go to occasional events
They thinking they guessed it
Man I want Balenciaga's
And the new Versace clothes
In the drop top Ferrari
Wit' the matching clean Rolls
Yes, forever committed
I gotta go stay wit' it
Never conversatin'
I ain't 6ix9ine
No I ain't snitching
All rats gotta die
Even ones close to me
Ain't tryna have no phony nigga steal my money
Back when I was a young boul
I used to get picked on
The kid that they beat on
Them days would keep going
I never said nothin'
Avoided being a punk
I hid Mac 11s and automatics up in my trunk
Brain wanting to retaliate
But imma be the one
Committing suicide
Them niggas thought that shit was fun
I don't play around wit' death
I was made to be here
The Bible says, "Shall all be alive"
He cares
Thankful for the people that knew my struggle
They put respect on my name
Never thought to rebuttal
Never converatin'
One single thing that I learnt
I don burnt
Like a flaming building
Caused by the dirt
But on that note
Imma just stay shinin'
Imma be the hottest thing in Philly
Stay grindin'
The ones that deserves awards mostly underrated
I live a private life
Not thinking I'm gonna change it
Can't fuck wit' these niggas
I always keep a Glock on me
Rims on the forgiato
Shinning just like my Rollie
Nigga imma make it
II'm telling you
You don't know me
When I'm at the top
Don't you act like you was my Brody
Yea, a young nigga ballin'
I had to do something
Got this shit out the mud
Cuz I came up from nothing
Gotta speak up for my daug's
Ain't no other way
My life is, like a true story
Ain't nothin' fake
Relevant to this day, yea

Written by:
Karim Whitfield

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find