[Intro]
(I-I-I-I-I love Chris Rich)
(HONEYWOODSIX)
(Yes, Chucks)

[Verse 1]
Young but them OG's threw gems and I listened
Especially how you get that yola back in the kitchen
I showed them blueprints, still did everything different
Taught some n***as game, never charged my commission
Lane switching but I never can forget where I started
And every time I had to pay, it was the game where I charged it
Saw some stuff that would make you disheartened
Gettin' money, bet they make you the target
Get that bag, better feed the hyenas
Or they get salty, start talkin' like divas
We had it snowin' all year so I get why they pree us
But they gotta be around some monies to see us
Gotta pay congest and a lease
Three bricks deep, I didn't pay the release
I kept it trill with good friends, they still played with my P's
Now I gotta give the green light 'cause of greed

[Chorus]
See, story of my life
Get a whole pie, story of my life
Let that corn fly, story of my life
Say you're rollin' certified, I hear that story all the time
See a dodgy lookin' ride up before they drive-by
'Cause the guys that's in that ride, they ain't givin' any time
Bullet, bullet, cry, cry
Dead, alive, tell you, there's a thin line
[Verse 2]
And you're forgotten quick, look how fast time flies by
And that's for jail too, been there before, it ain't nice
Hate the smell too, feel it for my n***as doin' life
Judge threw the book like it's a right
Never will be, never has been, never should be
I got loved ones that I lost young, wish I could see
Pain made me cold, need a long fur coat
And I've been out walkin' down a long red road
But I can't complain, I see it worse each day
And I ain't too smart, always tryna learn each day
Far from a fool but they know so it's cool
Listen to them jems and I still bought jewels
Lost so many friends, I just bought more tools
Show them n***as life, they just done more talk
But I ain't surprised, that's just what they're like
Respect the pound whilst them n***as don't mind doin' it for likes