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letra de life story - ed dolo

[intro]
they better believe it
hey
(foreverolling)

[verse 1]
if you want it, apply pressure and make these people believe
ever since i lost my n-gga savon, i wear my heart on my sleeve
amazing i signed a major deal and didn’t n0body believe
you ever been down to your last and your faith the same size as a seed?
i remember i wasn’t even ridin’ the bench, i was in the bleachers
and i ain’t usеd to wanna go to school ’cause they was gon’ laugh at my sneakеrs
n-ggas ain’t never supported sh-t, but now everybody want a free feature
n-ggas come around tryna soak up the benefits, these n-ggas leeches
tonight we havin’ church at the studio and i’m the preacher
these hoes down bad, if i smell you, you smell yourself
these hoes f-ck the whole city tryna get them a lil’ clout
if i say it once, i’ll say it again, i don’t give a f-ck who it’s ’bout
i grew up with all my cousins, we was ten deep at my grandma house
soon as you turn the light on in the bathroom, roaches run all over the house
my daddy was doin’ time since i was a baby, he in and out
my mama moved, said she was workin’, so she wasn’t never at the house
[chorus]
this the part of the game that they don’t talk ’bout
mama had it hard, all her baby daddies done walked out
mama moved away and got a job, we stay with grandma now
and my daddy wasn’t never around, that’s extra trauma now
and i got into these streets and my lil’ brothers wanna be just like me
i know these streets don’t love n0body, but they got the best of me
they keep tellin’ me just to rap, but this trap sh-t got the best of me
d-mn, dolo, d-mn

[verse 2]
grew up in a f-cked-up environment, jobs wasn’t hirin’
i showed my nephew sixty racks, he told me he admire me
get in the booth and talk about sh-t i can’t talk about, sh-t like my diary
same n-ggas be on the internet hatin’ see a n-gga and won’t try me
i was workin’ jobs, once tried to sell a cd, the boss tried to fire me
from the underdog to the rest of the year, i’m booked up every friday
my birthday comin’ up, lam’ or ‘vette, i’m undecided
you ain’t really turnt, these hoes ain’t got you in they private
i wasn’t really f-ckin’ with the rap sh-t no more, but my n-gga had told me keep grinding
stayed down, played my position, now i’m shinin’
country n-gga grew up rockin’ gold, now i got a hundred-plus just in diamonds
quez told me when that sh-t too real, they gon’ sleep on it, but that sh-t timeless
sometimes i just get high, think about my past, sh-t make me violent
n-ggas wanna k!ll me ’bout some rap fame
same n-ggas don’t even wanna put in the work to get in the rap game
n-gga askin’ what we beefin’ ’bout, told him it’s a clout game
whoever thought this rap sh-t would make my life change?
[chorus]
this the part of the game that they don’t talk ’bout
mama had it hard, all her baby daddies done walked out
mama moved away and got a job, we stay with grandma now
and my daddy wasn’t never around, that’s extra trauma now
and i got into these streets and my lil’ brothers wanna be just like me
i know these streets don’t love n0body, but they got the best of me
they keep tellin’ me just to rap, but this trap sh-t got the best of me
d-mn, dolo, d-mn

[outro]
d-mn, for real
i’ma tell it, you know what i’m sayin’?
give it to ’em raw every time

- ed dolo

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