STORi - Stori Time lyrics

[Verse 1: Stori] Remembering when I was a little girl Performing in my living room like it was in front of the world Thinking about the time I was 6 years old begging my mom To let me sing on the stage, karaoke restaurant! And she let me do it too That was a taste of what my life was gonna add up to I kept at it, got some lessons, got big headed That deal never came and my big head got deflated I got acquainted with that humble pie and ate it As time went on I perfected my craft As time went on I started noticing people would laugh Aren't you that girl who had the fire? Here you need some pants? Get out my face with that charity sh**, I don't deal well with that I didn't let it stop me cause failure was not an option Failure was for the people who said I'd never make it outta here So how's it feel To know I traded walking in my graduation For red carpets and acceptance speeches, uh? [Hook] (x2) Everybody has a stori Everybody has a stori Everybody has a stori Everybody has they own stori [Verse 2: Stori] Dear everyone who ever doubted that I would Amount To more than I'm about And you can bet everything on it that I'm gonna gun it And I'm gonna wild the f** out like I found out I just had a hour to live You know I'm fulfilling the rest of my list Get it all done 'fore gravity fails us And we float into the abyss But I'mma keep coming and coming and coming Cause I'm a tornado that's nowhere near done And I can attest it cause I know the rest is unparalleled to everything you been offering And know that I'd rather be crazy than boring I'd rather be broke than have to be whoring I'd rather have everyone know me for being a rapper Than hear someone else's story Remember the time I decided to shine And sang on a dare in front of the mall? Only to find they wanted my money, it was a scam, no love at all That was the first of many disappointments in the industry My journey's been a long one and the memories are fond to me Even when I think about all the promises that are owed to me I can't even find a f** to give and no I wouldn't change a thing It's a funny thing, how this money thing, can make you feel a certain way I know it's troubling [Hook] (x2) [Verse 3: Stori] Movin' along, song after song, people around me starting to think that I'm delusional The ones who knew what it was saw that I was gonna get it all Now every time they seem me They yellin' out "Hey! They're goes the Trill Queen!!" Thinkin' 'bout where I'm goin' n where I been Been a long long time, long time comin' And every now and then I think about the time when I used to use my 4track thinkin' I was the sh** Working the coat check at the palm slippin' my CD to anyone that mattered or anyone that'll have it I just knew when they heard me it be a wrap And if they saw what I was workin' with it even be more over than that! It's not like I woke up and said "Pa** me the mic I wanna rap" Cause what's lamer than that? How you gonna be mad, off the fact that I can You just pissed off that I found something that I love that pays out the f**in' a** [Hook] (x2)