The Story ft. Keebla Lyrics

Yeah yeah uhh okay

Who is you gone ride for

Who is you gone die for

Now I know it's not me

Who care if you got this

Who care if you got that

I wonder if you got me

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Send shots I send em' back

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

My niggas into that

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Keep your gun don't you lack

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

No matter where you at

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

And I come from the slumbs

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

And I wont run from nothing

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

Been the one from the jump

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

But I had to start with crumbs

But I had to start with my daddy

Pistol in a fanny pack

But I had start with not even weed

I was selling blacks

Started off making plays off of

Facebook I ain't have no jack

You ain't seen not half of the

Things I seen so bitch relax

Started back in that motel

Sleeping in the same bed as the fam

Bugs crawling all over me when

I'm sleep momma got damn

West side we was shopping right up at the spot we couldn't afford

I was hooping still but I couldn't even dunk yet

I just smack the board

With the fake shoes them bitches a

Fall apart if I tried to cross you

Bitches telling me that my drip Ain't up to par that shit was awful

Mmhmm It's cool you tried it

All the pressure it turn to diamonds

I was angry I was violent

Daddy hid his gun I'll find it

Robbing in my momma car

Now I got a push to start

I even press a button to park

Aint gone cap that shit hard

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

That struggle made a star

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

So tell me Who is you

Gone ride for

Who is you gone die for

Now I know it's not me

Who care if you got this

Who care if you got that

I wonder if you got me

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Send shots I send them back

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

My niggas into that

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Keep your gun don't you lack

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

No matter where you at

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

And I come from the slumbs

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

And I wont run from nothing

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

Been the one from the jump

Uhh huhh

Uhh huhh

But I had to start with crumbs

Who is you gone ride for

Who is you gone die for

My brother who gone kill for me

That's who I let them fly for

Ask me for a hand

I cut off my whole right for em

Loaded up on strike for em

Creep all through the night for em

Niggas talking about killing

Aint no bodies dropping

Pitch in a whole half a gram

If we could hardly cop it

Same niggas I gave my plate

Them boys they left me starving

Uhh huhh

I was in a cell eating out my momma pocket

I call Beloved he know my pain

He feel my struggle

Same momma she held it down

Boy that's my brother brother

Niggas bitching back in the state

Them boys was thugga thugga

Now its war

They in the house they hide from slugga slugga

Mhmmm