Correction Lyrics My Story Pt.2 by Mike Dimes

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They said, "Them n***as ain't gon' f**k with you until you got a mill'"
That sh*t is real, I'm doin' this without a deal
I'm done with all that trap rap, got somethin' they can feel
If we ain't grow together you can't hop in these four wheels
I started hangin' with n***as that kept sayin' that they got me
They said that sh*t so much I should've known that they was plottin'
Too buys tellin' them the plan, I didn't see them watchin'
Every time I turned around, I swear to God, they coulda shot me
Have you ever hit the scene with your dreams and your backpack?
All on Snapchat, showin' n***as that you got that
Gotta keep a strap 'cause everybody wanna snatch that
Never keep a stack 'cause everybody gonna want that
My lightskin a bad b*t*h, darkskin a savage
Never care about hoes because I already had it
Brother from the met' but his lil' homies came from Dallas
I been established, my ballin' ways became a habit
My biggest hater was my homie, n***a
So I don't trust the world for sh*t, you gotta show me, n***a
Don't vouch for me because I do this by my lonely, n***a
Breadwinner, all by myself
Twenty n***as had left me, I guess it was for the best
I'm focused, n***a, Bugatti dreams up in a hatchback
Quick to turn a fit into a snapback
Now that I been eatin' everybody tryna clap back
I double-tap his b*t*h, pics after that, double-tap that
I been runnin' game for a minute, there ain't no stoppin' me
I knew I was destined to profit, turned to a prophecy
Wastin' money shoppin', I hope that my family proud of me
'Cause I been gettin' pages to talk 'bout the sh*t that I done seen
Pullin' out my d**k, p*ssin' on these lil' rap n***as
Why they ga**in' n***as who can't even f**kin' rap, n***a?
Talkin' 'bout the strap, boy, just stick to the trap, boy
This sh*t ain't for everybody, put down that lil' act, boy
Now they listenin', trap story, cousin whipped the brick
Yeah, I talk about it 'cause it happened, ain't no cap in it
Family to some felons, ain't business I should be tellin'
But listenin' to these rappers annoyin', so I been stressin'
I been gettin' so paid so an image ain't what I'm pressin'
But I should be in high positions than what y'all tellin'
But don't get it confused 'cause my music be really sellin'
Them n***as bought them views, man, they music not that impressive
Partner told me, "Get him," so I got him, couldn't do it without him
I seen so many n***as who hated watchin' my outcome
I seen so many n***as who hated playin' my album
Topic of the story, the middle got me like Malcolm
Music like a trap, n***a, mix it up and serve it off
Music like a furnace, when I'm hot, the bars could set you off
Music like the haters, when I drop this, on the topic blog
But music like a crook 'cause when I blow, I'm gonna take it all
I'm gritty, n***a, got it out the mud, I'm on some hungry sh*t
Cut 'em off, leechin' off your partner ain't some funny sh*t
Money ain't the motive, then I'm one to hang the phone up quick
Same n***as in my videos the one that I been rockin' with
Promise, n***a, I ain't ever change on the grain
I cut some off because we ain't the same
Some n***as I'm around might be around for the fame
But other n***as hungry just like me, so who to blame?
This my story
N***a, this my story

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