My Story lyrics

by

Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz


[Produced by MaxPayne Shawty]

[Intro]
Yeah (so many times I...)
So many times I thought them n*ggas really loved me
Yeah (so many times I...)
So many times I blew my trust in my lil' buddies
Yeah (so many times I...)
So many times I thought them n*ggas really loved me
Yeah, so many times I...
Damn

[Chorus]
So many times I thought them n*ggas really loved me
So many times I blew my trust in my lil’ buddies
We livin' that street life, but we don't promote thuggin’
Chopper blow his back out, like Rico, this my story

[Verse 1]
Young n*gga wit' a mask on, got rich all by my lonely
Got it on me, n*gga, they gon' take his face off 'cause they' hungry
Bad b*tch, she be rockin' [?] (damn)
I got a message, I might tell all my confessions
He keep on actin' aggressive, we keep a Tec, hope he don't take it offensive
I put the gang on neck, we shootin’ bullets that go through his vest
I cannot count the top ’till I miss, I had to ball and had no assist
I had to buck it down, make a hit, I bet they take one to the dome for this
I pro'ly alter’d my wrist (whoa), VA, no V6 (whoa)
It's so much money I gotta get, drippin' Designer, five racks for a fits
Countin' up money, finesse on a b*tch, he talkin’, I put 'em right on list
I ain't wanna live life like this, everywhere we go pop sh*t
n*ggas over there on that opp sh*t, homies told on me, he was gon' cop sh*t

[Chorus]
So many times I thought them n*ggas really loved me
So many times I blew my trust in my lil' buddies
We livin' that street life, but we don't promote thuggin'
Chopper blow his back out, like Rico, this my story

[Verse 2]
I got a hun-nit n*ggas, we gon' pull up deep, I got something for all you n*ggas (damn)
I went from rags to riches, ain't got it bad 'cause it's bad for bid'ness
Put out for n*ggas I knew that aren't wit' me, I got it on me, I'm keepin' it in me
I gotta watch whom I know that they in me
I say a prayer for all my enemies (damn)
I'm turnin' up, they don't live like this
You out of yo' mind, we havin' this sh*t
I get 'em killed for like half of these ticks
I got an army, they all wit' this sh*ts (AH)
He get a bag and play wit' this sh*t
n*ggas is mad and they' throwin' fits
b*tch, you ain't put nothin' on this (lil' n*gga)
No, tell 'em get off my di*k
I get 'em killed, whoever I pick
From the back end, I gotta get (bands)
Like I'm just sayin', puttin' tax on my sh*t
Can't f*ck wit' them n*ggas that ain't doin' sh*t (no)
I got them bands, is out of the whip
If I let 'em see it, I know he gon' trip
It's funny how n*ggas, they copy the drip
He get out of line, get him and his b*tch (damn, oh)

[Chorus]
So many times I thought them n*ggas really loved me
So many times I blew my trust in my lil' buddies
We livin' that street life, but we don't promote thuggin'
Chopper blow his back out, like Rico, this my story

[Outro]
Uhh, this is my story
Uhh, this is my story

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