歌词
Let me tell you a story 'bout a nigga that came from nun
Let me tell you a story 'bout a mom that stronger than a soldier
Let me tell you a story 'bout a pops that left his family starving
Let me tell you a story 'bout a nigga that ain't had shit for lunch
We were broke we ain't had shit
told my mom I'll handle this shit
I'm a man I'll handle this shit
Yeah momma ain't raised no bitch
Imma spend my money bitches
Imma spend my money on raris
Imma spend my money on ricks
And they 'bet not tell me shit
I was fuckin' 13 when I realized life ain't easy
I was fuckin' 16 trynna find a way to end it
I ain't even had nun and I still felt their jealousy
Yeah this shit sketchy, swear to god this beat is catchy
Then I found a way, isolated then rang the bell
Demons from the past came outta hell straight to my head
Love when they say I changed, this nigga dark, he fuckin' crashed
I was made in hell, I went thru hell, came outta hell
Let me tell you a story 'bout a nigga that came from nun
Let me tell you a story 'bout a mom that stronger than a soldier
Let me tell you a story 'bout a pops that left his family starving
Let me tell you a story 'bout a nigga that ain't had shit for lunch
Imma spend my money bitches
Imma spend my money on raris
Imma spend my money on ricks
Imma spend my money on weed
Imma spend my money on rollies
Imma spend my money on diamonds
Imma spend my money on ricks
And they 'bet not tell me shit
Yeah they 'bet not tell me shit
They 'bet not tell me shit
'bet not tell me shit
'bet not tell me shit