Testo Stories - Clairmont the Second
Testo della canzone Stories (Clairmont the Second), tratta dall'album Lil Mont from the Ave
Gheeze, gheeze
I don't want your girl because that chick way too generic
I don't like to flex but I'm the best think it's apparent
Try to top my circle it seems you on the wrong Ferris
I just had a conversation got these women thinking marriage
Spell my name correctly, only one of me so do it right
Can't go on vacation because this game ain't simple when you try
Mediocrity on top of me, young homie can't comply
If I knew it was this easy would have blown up overnight
Hella nasty, flow is fire, recognize an S.T.I
Ignorance just recognize just what it want to recognize
I have seen a lot of crazy things that can't be justified
You can shoot a bro in front of me I feel desensitized
My cousins hours from me I should see them when I can
I don't know when I'ma blow or see them boys again
So mama rent the whip, let's do it for my Unc and Aunt
And pray to God for them so I can say they freed the fams, aye
I ain't even famous but I'm feeling like the man
Praying I don't lose it when there's dollars in my hand
Milk and Honey this time Moses make it in the land
Don't call me a God I'm just a vessel in his plans
You would think we were up in the
projects if you saw the place my lady live
Same over here,
they got me wondering why they putting projects next to the cribs
I'm talking rich,
I'm talking Euros in the back with Euros and three or four whips
I'm saying think,
seen the most renovations in the area it's for they're kids
Keeping it west,
keeping it WIFETAKER if you offended you know where to find me
Feel like the best,
look at what I have been doing, I don't have a label behind me
Feels like a test,
it's gonna hit me so fast all the papers want to supersize me
I ain't used to buying whatever whenever so when
it comes I may buy hella houses, flow on a thousand
And money flow coinciding that's only good for public housing
My mama tired, my dad is tired,
crying from struggling I won't allow it
We came from under,
my mama went back to school now she
about to make dough by the thousand
We came from under,
now we move up so I stunt, this might be the year that I go platinum
We came from under,
and I'm still here with my homies I always show love to the man dem
Hez in the Ac, me in the passenger,
look at the baddest hunnies in the back
We came from under
Remember the medication that they tried to give me as a kid?
Now everybody doing it,
the ones they saw as innocent, there's levels to this, gheeze
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Writer(s): Errol Williams, George Amon Ashie
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