Текст песни My Story (Slowed) - Z-RO

I remember back in the day, living in the life when the world was so cold
Reminiscing about my first federal, momma died when I was six years old
One deep in the game, feeling the pain beware ′cause I ain't right
Got a guerilla trippin′ on everybody so me and my partners ain't- (I remember)

This is my story, G
What a wonderful life, struggle and strive, my life
This is my story, G
What a wonderful life, struggle and strive

Yo, man, what's up? Yo man
You trippin′, son?
Put the gun down, dog, it ain′t even worth all that
Man, let's talk about this shit, man
What′s eatin' you, man? Come on

I can′t handle this shit man
This motherfuckin' life, man
It′s a motherfuckin' weight on my back, man
And I can't live with this shit right now
Woah, man, I feel you in all that, man
But it ain′t even worth
You bigger than that, son
You done made it this far, man, think about it
Keep goin′ dog

I remember back in the day, living in the life when the world was so cold
'Niscing ab-, ′niscing about my first federal, momma died when I was six years old
One deep in the game, feeling the pain beware 'cause I ain′t right
Guerilla tr-, guerilla trippin' on everybody so me and my partners ain′t tight
I'm all alone in this here world of mine and I steady be feeling the stress
Though it's, though it′s nothing but a test I still be feeling like I′m not blessed
Run to my, run to my father 'cause he don′t care, one deep in the world straight like that there
I might end up in the electric chair, I hope somebody got a nigga in they prayer

I remember back in the day, living in the life when the world was so cold
Reminiscing about my first federal, momma died when I was six years old
One deep in the game, feeling the pain beware 'cause I ain′t right
Guerilla tr-, guerilla trippin' on everybody so me and my partners ain′t tight
I'm all alone in this here world of mine and I steady be feeling the stress
Though it's, though it′s nothing but a test I still be feeling like I′m not blessed
I can't run to my father ′cause he don't care, one deep in the world straight like that there
I might end up in the electric chair, I hope somebody got a nigga in they prayer

I′m fallin' off before my home invasion then I′m hawling off
I'm about that paper, I won't stall if off, even if the law come I won′t call it off
Z-Ro The Crooked and I′m living in sin, try to chase the paper by pimpen the pen
I said fuck the rappin' but I did it again, picking up a five point and I pimp it again
24 years old and I′m fallin' off before my home invasion then I′m hawling off
I'm about that-, stall it, stall it off, even if the law come I won′t call it off
Z-Ro The Crooked and I'm living in sin, try to chase the paper by pimpen the pen
I said fuck the rappin', I did it, did it again, picking up a five point and I pimp it again

24 years old and I′m sleeping outside, dealing with the fact that screw just died
Runnin′ around with my motherfucking brain fried
Anything is anything, on the cool I be ready to ride
So I be looking for, looking for death
Making a death wish, gone on and check a nigga of the checklist
I really need to get a peace of mind, 'fore I kick the bucket, nigga
My piece might still be restless

This is my story. G
What a wonderful life, stru-struggle and strive, my life
Th-this is my story, G
What a, what a wonderful life, stru-struggle and strive

Too, too many problems on my mind
Living shife, living shife is starting to be a full time grind
I′m, I'm just trying to live my life
But somehow, peace is somethin′ I never find
Too, too many problems on my mind
Living shife is starting to be a full time grind
I'm, I′m not trying to live my life
But if I, if I do I wanna meet Jesus Christ

Sometimes my mind is on another level
And I just can't take the pain
Wouldn't wanna, wouldn′t wanna hide one on my brain
It′s cold out here and I can't stand the rain
Sometimes my mind is on another level
And I just, just can′t take the pain
Wouldn't wanna hide one on my brain
Out here, here, and I can′t stand the rain
Maintaining...

This is my story, G
A won-, a wonderful life, struggle and strive, my life
This, this is my story, G
A won-, a wonderful life, struggle and strive

Hey, what I feel in my brain, what I've gotta maintain
Struggling and struggling and I strive, with every nigga be facin′
Every day is too much strain
I'ma stay on my, stay on my game and I'ma mash my mind
Fellas be lookin′ to get it so I′ma flash the line
I'm sick of droppin′, riggin' at the rigged tip out the take
But nothin′ release when I get the gas octane

Hey, what I feel in my brain, what I've gotta maintain
Struggling and struggling and I strive, with every nigga be facin′
Every day is too much strain
Still I'm tryna stay on my game and I'ma mash my mind
Fellas be lookin′ to get it so I′ma flash the line
I'm sick of droppin′, riggin' at the rigged tip out the take
But nothin′ release when I get the gas octane

I'm finna lose my mind
Out of my wreck when Rod′s dog's been and got a record deal
When they formin' the, they formin′ the game and then the campaign trail
Still feenin′ for a record deal's deal
Explain it′s the A and all, nigga, you know I'm through
Check the sounds, damn, my CDs get sold
Livin′ in the world so low and so cold
Poverty got a nigga in a choke hold

I'm finna lose my mind
Out of my wreck when Rod′s dog's been and got a record deal
When a nigga, 20, formin' the game and then the campaign trail
Still feenin′ for a record deal′s deal
The A, the A and all, nigga, you know I'm through
Check the sounds, damn, my CDs get sold
Livin′ in the world so low and so cold
Poverty got a nigga in a choke hold

Don't know why they let a nigga in these streets
If a nigga ain′t got no bread
Turn to my, turn to my family members
When I'm lookin′ for a place, it's to lay my head
Wanted the fucked up, the fucked up state of mind
Motherfuckers gon' go where other niggas dyin′ inside
Broke bread with the world, now the world can′t break bread
We ain't got a nigga cryin′ inside

Jesus, can You stop the hurt?
Every day they work, we were just out to flirt
Forgive me for my sins but I got that work
I wanna wear my own clothes
Tired of wearin' all my homeboys′ shirts
So a fucked up, a fucked up state of mind
Motherfuckers gon' go where other niggas dyin′ inside
I broke the word, now the world, now the world can't break bread
We ain't got a nigga cryin′ inside

Jesus, can You stop the hurt?
Every day they work, we were just out to flirt
Forgive me for my sins but I got that work
I wanna wear my own clothes
Tired of wearin′ all my homeboys' shirts
Sometimes I be lookin′ for death, makin' a death wish
Gone on to check another nigga off the checklist
To get a peace of, get a peace of mind ′fore I kick the bucket, nigga
My peace but still be wishlist

This is my story, G
A won-, a wonderful life, struggle and strive, my life
This, this is my story, G
A won-, a wonderful life, stru-struggle and strive

This, this is my story, G
What a wonderful life, struggle and strive, my life...