Dmoneyesko — No Tell Tales

No matter how the stories switched It's still gon be true Story of a black boy Ima tell es to you Born in the 502 With a mother No father Everybody on his ass Making his life harder Spent most his childhood Watching mom get abused Ain’t have no choice He couldn't help He was small as a shoe Grew older All his anger It just stuffed in a bottle If somebody piss him off He gon go full throttle 14 he been in and out of jail No help The so called family that he had Left him all by himself See where that love get you ? It get you hurt They don't really love you Till they know yo body in the dirt Now you grew up wit no father figure Momma gone She out the picture Put yo pain up in a swisher Hoping you can heal quicker Fell in love wit a bitch You thought she had yo best interest Broke yo heart And got into yo head Now you wanna end it She had you like a lock She’s the one who had the key You couldn't leave her if u wanted Now you stuck just like a tree She cheated Lied to yo face All her feelings was so fake All the heart you had inside You let this bitch take it away Fuck everybody Run right to the streets To heal the pain Streets don't love nobody Niggas out here really be some lames You had a friend his name was jay And y'all still friends up till this day Who would think the day he'll go behind your back Would come to play But sad to say He try to put you on a lic To get you paid But who a kno the one you call yo brother Lien to yo face So you tap n You gonna hit the lic You grab the strap and You thinkin this the last one Then it's back to rappin Go and grab the ski Call jay say you ready Desert eagle fully loaded Turn his brains into spaghetti He tell u wat the addy is He'll meet you at the corner Y'all gon rob a older nigga Make a plan Let’s get some order He gon go thru the back While u get right thru the front He tryna get you high He put k 2 in the blunt But u get a lil feelin That this nigga tryin somethin That’s yo brother so you trust em But yo gut it says enough So you gon on wit the plan Bc you know it's fishy And jay he got a anger problem He gon shoot until it’s empty But u never lacking Keep a 30 clip up in the semi You say if you die You dont give a fuck Jay comin wit me So y'all go on wit the lic And it's all successful So jay he wanna celebrate But u got a head full Shit goin thru yo brain You don't know what to think Yo nigga tryna plot on you And now he offering drinks But u jus wanna see How tf his plan gon go The semi in the car trunk But the Glock on you tho Next thing you at the light And a truck pull up Look right to yo left And boom jay let it go