My Story

I on the way i like to dream

There is no way youngin off the block he knows how to sing

Since a lil boy you can ask my mother i wanted to ring

See me i be flexing she say she like how i do it show me her finger say wanna a ring

Let me tell you my story boy i grow up in the trenches with no worries

Calling my trash

I don't care what you say i am a warrior

15 now later on i'm gonna marry her

Mama be patient don't be doing shit in harry bro

I remember when i started of the phone