Don Toliver
Story of My Life

[Chorus: Offset]
This the story of my life
I been gettin' money since a youngin’, thats alright (Thats alright with me)
This the story of my life
Tearin' down the group, they don't do it under covers (Under covers)
Got the people thinkin’ sum going on with my brothers (With my brothers)
Recordin' in the booth, plenty hours tryna hustle
The world want the group, but the industry is funny
I done seen a lot of n***as turn they backs on me
I don't talk about these issues, it's a mask on me
Tryna dodge the fucking haters and the fakin' phony
Use my old past and they paint the wrong me
(Yeah, yeah)
Doing the whole dash and I crashed into a tree (Skrrrt, yeah)
The drugs was on my ass, almost lost my family

[Verse 1: Offset]
On the north, I reside
Seen my brother laid and died
Seen my mother prayed and cried
With my brothers up and down
They was treatin' us like some clowns
They ain't understand our sound
I was broke and on the ground
I didn't get no cap and gown
I was loading up my rounds
I had opps and didn’t lay down
Man, I’m always out of town when my kids need me around
Turn that frown into a smile when that bankroll come around
Pulled up in a phantom (Phantom)
They hate that my diamonds light the room up like a candle (Candle)
I'm still with my brothers, I was trappin’ in the bando
If it was a problem then you know that shit got handled (Then you know that shit got handled), yeah
Kickin', I done gave that shit away, they actin' like we not friends
I'm the same one let the gang in the door, we locked in
I’m the same one putting stain for this shit, yeah, back then
That's before the rappin', I was gettin' a back end
Ask about this shit, I put my passion in this shit, I spend my last on this lil' shit, yeah
Glass up on my wrist, I put more glass up on my bitch, I put more glass up on my kids
Don't be asking me for shit
Woke up in the mornin', told my mama she the shit
'Cause your birthed a son that brought the millions to the crib
I don't give a fuck 'bout what they say, look how we live
[Chorus: Offset]
This the story of my life
I been gettin' money since a youngin', thats alright (Thats alright with me)
This the story of my life
Tearin' down the group, they don't do it under covers (Under covers)
Got the people thinkin' sum going on with my brothers (With my brothers)
Recordin' in the booth, plenty hours tryna hustle
The world want the group, but the industry is funny (Industry is funny)
I done seen a lot of n***as turn they backs on me
I don't talk about these issues, it's a mask on me
Tryna dodge the fucking haters and the fakin' phony
Use my old past and they paint the wrong me
(Yeah, yeah)
Doing the whole dash and I crashed into a tree (Skrrrt, yeah)
The drugs was on my ass, almost lost my family

[Verse 2: Don Toliver]
There they go tryna control him (Control him)
I'm the only one done got a pass for it (For it)
I keep it quiet 'till your eyes forward
Rolled up hunnids on your dashboard (Dashboard), the cocaine in your bag, don't get that in tabloids (Tabloids)
That had you runnin' round, double R with that boy (That boy)
Ooh, splitting backwood (Backwood)
Yeah they tryna control him
But the devil on my shoulder, tell him “Get off” when I'm done
Shawty goin' crazy, yeah, she gon' do what I want
Shawty goin' crazy, yeah, get you some Saint Laurent
I won't get mad baby, please tell me what you on
She blow my phone up and suck this shit 'till it cum
Sad enough we can't go off of what it was
Now you got me goin' through it just because
[Chorus: Offset]
(Yeah, yeah) This the story of my life
I been gettin' money since a youngin', thats alright (Thats alright with me)
This the story of my life (Woo)
Tearin' down the group, they don't do it under covers (Under covers)
Got the people thinkin' sum going on with my brothers (With my brothers)
Recordin' in the booth, plenty hours tryna hustle (Yeah)
The world want the group, but the industry is funny (Industry is funny)
I done seen a lot of n***as turn they backs on me
I don't talk about these issues, it's a mask on me
Tryna dodge the fucking haters and the fakin' phony
Use my old past and they paint the wrong me
Doing the whole dash and I crashed into a tree (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
The drugs was on my ass, almost lost my family

[Outro: Don Toliver]
Ok you walked out on me, yeah you walked out on me, but I
Put my hands up, and I said amen
I understand what the rings for
Know what you came for
You want control, 'trol, 'trol, 'trol
But this is my life
And my family, this is my life
Oh, my life
Oh my