My Story Your Story Lyrics

My Story Your Story Lyrics

Sos', sound crazy right here

Yeah, immaculate

Sound like we opening new spots in Vegas

It been a minute, Esco, oh, indeed

Every time the right time

Yeah, ladies, y'all invited

Always, always, ladies

Let's get money now, let's get money on 'em

How much we talkin'? Tryna diversify the portfolio

What else, God? Everything else

Well, let's get to it, yeah

My story, your story, weed high, war stories

Get fly, raw stories, I could cry more stories

Fuck a orgy, touch her face, two mouths kissin' on me

Fuck off me, can't fuck 'em all, that's too costly

Saucy, suck her softly, awkwardly fingerfuckin' her cautiously

Talk to me, that's that joy brought thoughtfully

The mature me, there's more to the story, glory

Surely, switch sides for the Lyft ride, the fish fried

It's them guys with they money up

Diamonds jumpin' like Bobby with a Gumby cut

Choosing wisely, high as the movie Friday, one hundred blunts

Pre-roll, never we fold, fuck it, heat hold

But me though, had to piss OZs out for my P.O

We herbalists, raised by gangsters on streets that's murderous

Work too much, taking vacations more, it work for us

Thanks to us, it's more fly living and less angel dust, tangled up

Up in the mountains, don't let 'em hang you up

My story, your story, weed high, war stories (Woo)

Get fly, raw stories (Fly), who could cry more stories?

Glasses tilt pour for me, brownstone four stories

Eyes on all glory, we outgrown them worn Mauri's

With the mic cord, I could talk to GD's and Vice Lords

Folk Nation, Mexican gangs, that's doin' life for it

Criss cross, crash out, kitted cars cashed out

Cul-de-sac glass house, solar facts, ask 'bout

Twelve Jewels, Show and Prove, Earth revolve around the sun

To know whom and what you are, food shelter bound to come

Love, peace and happiness, this is what we rappin' with

Still, we ain't havin' it, relaxed around the savages

Exactly what our fabric is, others are embarrassin'

Arm and hammer balancin' sneaker box what the cash was in

Battleland, back then bricks built from a half a gram, ashy hands

No gloves cookin' up, had a master plan (Woo)

My story, your story, weed high, war stories

Get fly, raw stories, I could cry more stories

My story, your story, weed high, war stories

Get fly, raw stories, who could cry more stories?

360, this crazy right here, this was needed

We needed this right here (Turn up)

Yeah, another joint, yeah

Tied one, we tied the knot on this one, yes, sir

QB, what's goin' on? Brooklyn

BK, worldwide, yeah

Serious right here, Bronx

Y'all wanted this, Harlem

This what y'all wanted

Staten Island (What else y'all want?), Long Island (Hahahaha), Yeah

Esco, What up, Sos?

Time is perfect, It is, man

What this, your twentieth joint? Huh

This is like, yeah, I can't even count no more

Serious right here, man

You know what I mean?

You know what I mean, bro?

Feel good, this feel good, man

This feel like Delancey Street, this feel like (Ha-ha-ha-ha)

Feel like Albee Square Mall, it feel like

Yo, this is, this is, this is, this is 2030 right now (Hahahaha)

We from the cloth, kid, yeah, boy

Preemo, Preem

Shit another classic, man, bring it to a closure

A little story

A little story

A little story

A little story