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letra de brightseat road untold stories vol. 1 - js aka the best

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[verse 1]
at the age of 8, he grew up in a big house
grew up with mommy and daddy happy in the same house
at the age of 9, he grew up with a silver fork
monthly trips up to new york
spoiled everytime he made a sound
nothing but money and wealth all around
his parents got him a brand new car on his birthday
did he really earn it or was it a giveaway
reality and actuality
it is what it is, that just how it be
he got all as, thay dont mean he understood the knowledge
he knew since he was young he was goin to college
college cl-sses at, 16
everything ain’t what it seem
had to apply to schools everywhere
so much stress, in the atmosphere
parents keep stressing him
stressing him
playing the hand, he was dealt, like it was the hand he wanted
got everything so he want so might as well flaunt it

[chorus]
we both grew up on different sides of the city
i grew up fast, you grew up with having money
ain’t it funny, ain’t it funny
only 15 miles apart got so many untold stories
we both grew up on different sides of the city
i grew up fast, you grew up with having money
ain’t it funny, ain’t it funny
only 15 miles apart got so many untold stories

[verse 2]
at the age of 8 i seen my first 8 ball
saw a roach on the floor, heard a rat in the wall
at the age of 9 i seen my first 9
around the same time i wrote my first rhyme
if a tree fall in a forest, does it make a sound
how could my mother ever know, when she never around
wearing suits are -ssociated with funerals and court dates
d-mn that was my f-ckin’ cl-ssmate
reality and actuality
it is what it is, that just how it be
street smart with book knowledge
i knew more people dead or in prison than going to college
never thought that i would live past, 16
dead or in jail, or somewhere in between
tried to apply to jobs everywhere
i’m not america’s worst nightmare
why these stores not f-ckin’ with me
no opportunity
playing the hand i was dealt like it was the hand i wanted
want what i need, i dont wanna flaunt it

[chorus]
we both grew up on different sides of the city
i grew up fast, you grew up with having money
ain’t it funny, ain’t it funny
only 15 miles apart got so many untold stories
we both grew up on different sides of the city
i grew up fast, you grew up with having money
ain’t it funny, ain’t it funny
only 15 miles apart got so many untold stories

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