Young Spittah - S.O.M.L. "Story Of My Life" lyrics

Intro/Hook It's a story of my life (No love in this district) (No pain for these victim) It's a story of my life (The block is hot with these fixtures) (Ex friends are hoes now that different) It's a story of my life Verse I was depressed Stuck in a life I didn't need Surrounded by ignorance all I wanted to do was succeed Me and my Enemies had distorted vision of it Influenced by the media, so now I'm living above it Lost so many friends my fingers can't even count it The voices in my head are whats keepin me routed I never knew it then but it coulda put me where I need to be I easily could have ended up doing bars legally You make your choices, you set yourself up to fail I know you feeling what I'm saying I wrote it in brail Give me the mic and I'm showing you what my life is like Seems unreal till you feel where my height at Life rough but my sk**s never will suffer Life tough I remember I'm tougher Put an arrow to the knee Got me thinking something new And I could tell you this sh** again only if you understood Chorus My bestfriend betray me Believe me Im over trigger Till I learn to build a bridge and get over it Ima quiet storm living torn like a rose with savage thorn Born to bring back hope when I go on tour Now her momma want me to give back Like this sh** wasn't rightfully hers Knocking down doors when they the source of the problem Survival of the fittest who was there to witness what chu did Living lavage while I'm the subject and predicate Gimmicks wishing they lived it These n***as ignorant Plotting my visions while I'm chilling with millions I'm all about negation cause my picture is vivid Keep it one fifty Got the rounds in the clips Mind doing time in jail with no free will Brain ready to bail it's almost like I'm living in hell Couldn't have success if i was never able to fail (Was never able to fail) These n***as thinking im homeless they way they had me all up in the streets No time wasted I'm flipping the district Playing the station Like rats in the basement They hate me now like nas and diddy I'm at the line of scrimmage Like e's feature with 50 I'm all up in the sun So Imma birth you artist Have you up for adoption The second you forfeit Now it's all about the green The money all I think of Hook