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letra de my story - rich homie quan

[intro]
yeah
(i’m f-ckin’ with double t–zyi)

[pre-chorus]
i know how the bottom feel, i know how it feel to have nothin’
i got charged with a felony, but i still got a gun
i told lil’ bro to lay low because he still on the run
i know what that drank done did to me, i can imagine what the pills, they done done

[chorus]
i don’t talk about my troubles (nah)
you don’t know about my struggles (nope)
you don’t know about my story (uh-uh)
you don’t know what i been through
you don’t know about my pain (turn up)
where were you on nights when it would rain? (huh?)
you don’t know what i been through (ayy)
you don’t know what i been through

[verse 1]
talks are hard, ayy, probably need to go and see a therapist or somethin’ (why?)
in my mind, i been havin’ terroristic thoughts (okay)
tryna put my mind to sh-t i know i care about (like what?)
i know my daughter gettin’ older, wish she stayed with me (she been real)
yeah, put her down on game, i wish a n-gga play with ’em (okay then)
me and my oldest son got closer, that sh-t way different (i love you, devin)
not every time, but every now and then, i stay ventin’ (it’s all i got)
if i ain’t had that microphone, i’d probably stay in my feelings
f-ck n-gga c-ck-blockin’, now the light, stop it (f-ck)
trap rollin’, got the b-tch jumpin’, hot charlie (ooh, ayy)
if i ever broke your heart with no intention, girl, i’m sorry (sorry)
and i did not mean to f-ck up what we had goin’ (ayy)
the type of sh-t i wake up thinkin’ ’bout early in the mornin’
i remember passin’ out my cd way before a foreign
then maceo had talked about this sh-t here on the block (ayy, mace)
that sh-t finally happened, i’m on top, n-gga (ayy)
[pre-chorus]
i know how the bottom feel, i know how it feel to have nothin’ (i know how it feel)
i got charged with a felony, but i still got a gun (i still got a gun)
i told lil’ bro to lay low because he still on the run (he still on the run)
i know what that drank done did to me, i can imagine what the pills, they done done (ayy)

[chorus]
i don’t talk about my troubles (nah)
you don’t know about my struggles (uh-uh)
you don’t know about my story
you don’t know what i been through (ayy)
you don’t know about my pain (no)
where were you on nights when it would rain? (nowhere)
you don’t know what i been through (sayin’)
you don’t know what i been through (ayy)

[verse 2]
probably would’ve lost your mind a long time ago (yeah)
two hundred for this plain jane, n-gga, it ain’t no diamonds showin’ (nah)
water out the ocean, ain’t no island you can find it on
i come through your city, do my thing, i’m in and out, and gone
everything for sale but my soul, you can’t buy it, though (nah)
rich homie for life, rh4l what i’m dyin’ for (rich homie, baby)
i feel like i’m dreamin’, i’m the one they counted out (get right too)
i’m so old school, i still hide money in the couch (i swear)
she been shootin’ shots consistently in my dm (yeah)
i’m so petty, i’ll turn an opp ho to my bm (on god)
i’m the influence, so why the f-ck would i wanna be them? (rich homie)
i’m so high up, i don’t even see them
[pre-chorus]
i know how the bottom feel, i know how it feel to have nothin’ (i know how it feel)
i got charged with a felony, but i still got a gun (i still got a gun)
i told lil’ bro to lay low because he still on the run (he still on the run)
i know what that drank done did to me, i can imagine what the pills, they done done (ayy)

[chorus]
i don’t talk about my troubles
you don’t know about my struggles
you don’t know about my story
you don’t know what i been through
you don’t know about my pain (ayy, ayy)
where were you on nights when it would rain?
you don’t know what i been through (ayy)
you don’t know what i been through

- rich homie quan

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