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When you up they quick
When you they got a broken phone
Some you just can't forget
you comin' from a broken home
With one mom, no dad, two sisters goin' it
Smile on, you good, but you really hurt and no one knew it
School, class, I knew it was somethin' that last
Cause I need a lecture to pass
And me making beats never require math
I knew what I wanted I had it
But I always had it, I was an
And this is feelin' just like an attic
ten beats a day and goin' at it
When my ex-girl tellin' me she her cycle
Feelin' I got shot with a pistol, rifle
Gauge, wishin' we was on the page
But she don't understand I be like Michael
But not up on the ho shit, yeah I used to be up on the ho
Til I realized I tall enough
And then I Jump to the music
Got with a couple niggas I was cool with, T-dub to make a movement
Had the same drive, same
I thought that we would ever lose it
And we never get back, right?
was done in the dark did hit that light
Tears in your eyes, forget that night
Then you stabbed me in the back, I wish I'd hit that
But it stop me though
Hollered at my Rodney though
He said that he been through the shit
And the real ties you make not be broke
So I went back to my place and I logged into
Heard a couple beats from a nigga New Orleans
I'm thinkin' to myself, man this guy's
Then we built a brand, from home
Moved to the A, joined the
Learned a lot, moved alone, next thing I I was back at home
Now I focus on me, cause shit got a little bit shifty
Bills got a little too deep, I'm on hollerin' at Ricky
While he's sittin' in sessions Keys
me that I could be the next thing
Tellin' me that he in my dreams
It's all a of time and definitely
Keep working, Hit you gon' get to the
Next thing I know Christmas in Harlem
Right after that I'm workin' in a
Overseas suites, they like Alice
I was just at home,
now I'm three on the throne
I got so many emotions, that I had to make it a song
Man this is what gettin' after
Read the index, a chapter
Either way gonna see me gettin' glory
I welcome y'all to HITstory