Michael Aristotle - Twenty-Eleven lyrics

-narration- -audio from graduation- Verse- One for the money Two for the show A couple of years ago, off snapfinger and river road There was the start of something that was gritty Wen me and my n***as we rode that marta,rite through that city But i told myself i, gotta get on my grind Can't waste no time Gotta go & see the world my n***a Cuz i can't, see sh** through my blinds From the outside looking in And i smile Like everything fine n***as wanna see me win Wen half of them-deep down they lying And i just graduated Pops in the crowd and he glad i made it Feel kinda down Cause i ain't see my mom or my ex girlfriend at my graduation They was too busy But i don't give a f** Still got my diploma Still dream so hard So many dreams that i can lone ya' Watch obsticles that u cross, and if u ain't grindin you lost Thank god i walked that stage i almost failed mrs. rudolph Cla** in mlk 2 points short would've been my status, i was too focused all on my music All of that school sh** u can have it Recording, at willy crib, every weekend Oh that's u rapping? Was heard from, the other room willy sister tonya had asked it It was my getaway Been my n***a since seventh grade The music had made us bros Started recording with him Since 11th grade And we had all that apparatus Up in the booth where we meditate Tonya buggs in that kitchen cookin us food we used to have several plates But at that time i was lonely and thought about alex Two thousand eleven She left me, the same night that i Opened my acceptance Letter to A I I - didn't wanna go off to college But my father said i would be nothing without the knowledge No disrespect But half them n***as in restaurants Struggling to pay off they debt I'm tryna' take it to an upper echelon Wit my circle of six n***as Fcoe we a hexagon Workin' hard like why are we those artist people be restin' on? But hey thats life Dreaming of that lambo, a range rover and porsche While mom was drinking And goin back and forth Forth and back to court And it hurt every minute every second every piece Every part of me Of course But thats how it is wen yo parents Split and then go and get divorced Huh? See i can smile and act like sh** is perfect But i jus deal with it while im working Cause tomorrow and real people yo life ain't for certain You'll lose it all In a split second If u ain't careful they lurking Gotta fall back Ask yourself yo is it really worth it n***as wanna catch u slipping they waiting to put that work in I got big moves to make Model hoes to f** Expensive sh** to buy People not to trust Uh I got more to own Not more to loan Zone 6 I'm atlanta's own I knew i'd meet the real world wen i walked outta that georgia dome With my gown Wen i tossed that cap After i turnt my ta**le Only thing that was on my mind Was me tryna build up my castle That made me what i am A voice to be reckon wit U can hate but respect it b**h Back like i never left