story.teller Lyrics

Let me tell you a story 'bout a nigga that came from nun

Let me tell you a story 'bout a mom that stronger than a soldier

Let me tell you a story 'bout a pops that left his family starving

Let me tell you a story 'bout a nigga that ain't had shit for lunch

We were broke we ain't had shit

told my mom I'll handle this shit

I'm a man I'll handle this shit

Yeah momma ain't raised no bitch

Imma spend my money bitches

Imma spend my money on raris

Imma spend my money on ricks

And they 'bet not tell me shit

I was fuckin' 13 when I realized life ain't easy

I was fuckin' 16 trynna find a way to end it

I ain't even had nun and I still felt their jealousy

Yeah this shit sketchy, swear to god this beat is catchy

Then I found a way, isolated then rang the bell

Demons from the past came outta hell straight to my head

Love when they say I changed, this nigga dark, he fuckin' crashed

I was made in hell, I went thru hell, came outta hell

Let me tell you a story 'bout a nigga that came from nun

Let me tell you a story 'bout a mom that stronger than a soldier

Let me tell you a story 'bout a pops that left his family starving

Let me tell you a story 'bout a nigga that ain't had shit for lunch

Imma spend my money bitches

Imma spend my money on raris

Imma spend my money on ricks

Imma spend my money on weed

Imma spend my money on rollies

Imma spend my money on diamonds

Imma spend my money on ricks

And they 'bet not tell me shit

Yeah they 'bet not tell me shit

They 'bet not tell me shit

'bet not tell me shit

'bet not tell me shit