CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Moral Of Da Story
This sh*t perfect timing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For real
True story
I'm just talkin' sh*t
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Look, look, look
Young shiner, body full of diamonds
Plug sent the pack, I'm like "That sh*t was perfect timing"
Bust AP, plain Richard Mille
Crib run like twenty mil', swear to God that b*t*h silly
'Tween me and you, I can still get you a load
Between me and you, I be strapped at the shows
Between me and you, when I be talkin' to Hov
I be having flashbacks of me in front of a stove
That first million was challenging, I got that sh*t off the O's
Second million was alright, I got that sh*t off the road
Then that third and fourth and that fifth and sixth
Next thing you know, I'm at ten, I'm like, "It camе too quick"
Quarter mil' in the hood, a n***a buyin' them sticks
Half a mil' to my man, hе's bendin', playin' with bricks
Bought a purse for a ho, bought a house for my b*t*h
Just got a fifty from Interscope, n***a, that was a lick
Moral of the story, I made it out, but I was still with the sh*ts
Moral of the story, you play with me, I'm divin' straight in your sh*t
More to the story, we ain't just rappin', we be thuggin' and sh*t
Moral of the story, we some gangsters and we havin' this sh*t
I gave my soul to the streets and it came with a brick
I can't see, I might miss, nine came with a switch
They keep sayin', "You stiff," I'm just not as convinced
Know my 'migo and them sick, he raise the prices, I quit
Get in the studio, have flashbacks of drivin' them 'bows
All them extras gettin' fronted, the first hundred get sold
They caught the smoke and missed the smell, the sh*t right under they nose
You better get off, knock your sh*t off, you slow uppin' your pole
It ain't gon' change, it's still the same thing
And I'm still trappin', gettin' active, and I gangbang
Soon as we find out where they hang, spin through like Beyblades
2021, I got my gun, I ain't tryna catch a fade
I had my bae renew the rental car two extra days
Probably got the drop, tryna send a opp up to a better place
N***as know they hoes, you make a post whenever you feel a way
They want me yolked, still piecin' coke, back in my grittin' days
'Fore I go broke, I'ma mask up and take my biggest play
Moral of the story, I made it out, but I was still with the sh*ts
Moral of the story, you play with me, I'm divin' straight in your sh*t
More to the story, we ain't just rappin', we be thuggin' and sh*t
Moral of the story, we some gangsters and we havin' this sh*t
And every day, I live my life by the street principles
Wow
You know what I'm sayin'? Like, I don't make a decision, I don't accept nothing that don't align with my principles and morals
I think that's how I got here because I were to lose some or not get some if it's a sucker move
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For real
True story
I'm just talkin' sh*t
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Look, look, look
Young shiner, body full of diamonds
Plug sent the pack, I'm like "That sh*t was perfect timing"
Bust AP, plain Richard Mille
Crib run like twenty mil', swear to God that b*t*h silly
'Tween me and you, I can still get you a load
Between me and you, I be strapped at the shows
Between me and you, when I be talkin' to Hov
I be having flashbacks of me in front of a stove
That first million was challenging, I got that sh*t off the O's
Second million was alright, I got that sh*t off the road
Then that third and fourth and that fifth and sixth
Next thing you know, I'm at ten, I'm like, "It camе too quick"
Quarter mil' in the hood, a n***a buyin' them sticks
Half a mil' to my man, hе's bendin', playin' with bricks
Bought a purse for a ho, bought a house for my b*t*h
Just got a fifty from Interscope, n***a, that was a lick
Moral of the story, I made it out, but I was still with the sh*ts
Moral of the story, you play with me, I'm divin' straight in your sh*t
More to the story, we ain't just rappin', we be thuggin' and sh*t
Moral of the story, we some gangsters and we havin' this sh*t
I gave my soul to the streets and it came with a brick
I can't see, I might miss, nine came with a switch
They keep sayin', "You stiff," I'm just not as convinced
Know my 'migo and them sick, he raise the prices, I quit
Get in the studio, have flashbacks of drivin' them 'bows
All them extras gettin' fronted, the first hundred get sold
They caught the smoke and missed the smell, the sh*t right under they nose
You better get off, knock your sh*t off, you slow uppin' your pole
It ain't gon' change, it's still the same thing
And I'm still trappin', gettin' active, and I gangbang
Soon as we find out where they hang, spin through like Beyblades
2021, I got my gun, I ain't tryna catch a fade
I had my bae renew the rental car two extra days
Probably got the drop, tryna send a opp up to a better place
N***as know they hoes, you make a post whenever you feel a way
They want me yolked, still piecin' coke, back in my grittin' days
'Fore I go broke, I'ma mask up and take my biggest play
Moral of the story, I made it out, but I was still with the sh*ts
Moral of the story, you play with me, I'm divin' straight in your sh*t
More to the story, we ain't just rappin', we be thuggin' and sh*t
Moral of the story, we some gangsters and we havin' this sh*t
And every day, I live my life by the street principles
Wow
You know what I'm sayin'? Like, I don't make a decision, I don't accept nothing that don't align with my principles and morals
I think that's how I got here because I were to lose some or not get some if it's a sucker move
