Lyrics Open Book (feat. Durreyl) - T-Bell

You know God made black beautiful
God made T-Bell beautiful
Black and strong
Boy
You acting like I ain′t see you knock those niggas out in those Adidas
Yeah and I smiled when I did it
Wait you don't lift
Come on man all I do is show up

If I tell you all my story
I know that you won′t believe
You can tell me all your secrets come confide in me

Confide in me
Tell me your story
I'll be the ears you need
Tell me tell me
This life's crazy
Won′t necer judge home
You gotta talk to me
Release release release

Open the book
High school
2011 it all began
Breaking up into the gym
And dipping from cops
Me and my friends
Police lights flash
We scared to go home they ran my tags
I was the only nigga with a car that cavalier it felt like a jag
I was the man
Wasnt a nigga that told me different
And if they did I wouldn′t believe them
Not that I couldn't handle criticism
Just wouldnt let myself listen to niggas
That′s the beginning
Back when I realized I really was different
Back when I realized I really was gifted
When I realized you want it you gotta go get it
Turn the page
This is chapter 2
Now im in college doing what I thought I had to do
Was on a scholarship
Sneaking in and out of dorm rooms
Fun and games and heart aches but it's all cool
Reality struck when I saw my life flash
Dropped the shorty off and flipped a car off in traffic
Had me thinking like this might get tragic
I could have died in that ditch
But God didn′t let it happen
Fast forward then I graduated
Finished school
Got my degree
And got congratulated
Had me thinking that im gonna be making all this paper
Then I was down and out
And filled up all my heart with hatred
My roughest days
My hardest days
My darkest days came around when the sun was blazing
Situation had me moving crazy
Had to get up out that zone and make my life amazing
I was a angry yute when I made liberated
I was wild n off my ass when I dropped summer daze
Cloud 9 is really what made me
Bigger than big solidified the mind state
Open your book and write your story or its never told
It's in your hands either it′s dull or it's a pot of gold
Gotta know your worth Feel it in your soul
Gotta influence the world somehow before I go

If I told you all my story
I know that you wont believe
You can tell me all your secrets come confide in me