R. City

R. City - Our Story lyrics

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(Verse)

That's when it all changed

See that's was the first time we wanted to get on stage

I was nervous, my brother wasn't afraid

We both was at a very young age

Mom and dad worked hard for that five dollars an hour minimum wage

They treated our folks like they were slaves

But they did whatever they had to to keep food on the plate

So we made a promise that some how some way

We gonna make it up out of this ghetto one day

Maybe cuz we were locals

Prolly why promoters felt like we didn't deserve to get paid

We were loved by some hated by many

Years pass growin up now, we just met Benny

Fan base started growin still wasn't makin a penny

That's not even half a mile in my shoes

We became the biggest thing while we were still only in high school

But we ain't settled so right after we graduated we moved

(Hook)

All we've ever wanted to do is get to a better tomorrow

So much in our hearts to prove to get to a better tomorrow

(Verse)

So now we in the M.I.A

Shout out to my cousin Oshannah for givin us a place to stay

The homie Verse stayed right around the corner with his moms

My uncle Trent stayed twenty minutes away so me, my brother and Verse

Was runnin throw the streets of Miami grindin' seein as those we couldn't get work

Then a radio battle rap show with big lip

And super Cindy was the only way that we got heard

See we skipped college ain't with that blue collar

Was only chasin our dream ain't never chased dollars

And we was on fire when we left St. Thomas

Went to Miami thinkin we was gon get more hotter

But that didn't happen at all we knew that we needed to leave

And it was between Atlanta and New York

Then our tickets got bought to come to the A to rock a show

If that wasn't a sign I don't know what it was

So they payed us 350 to perform a club

So we packed up our bags like here we come

And were fresh out of high school still very young

But this was our dream, to some we were done

(Hook)

(Verse)

So we went to Atlanta and decided we wasn't gon leave

With twenty dollars in the pocket of some old jeans

Came across a few salesmen that sold dreams

But we wasn't gon quit uh uh by no means

We started meetin with labels and we were laughed at

Like you from an island trynna rap go home please

Started doin talent shows to win money

Just to keep the lights on and bring home a lil groceries

Buzz started growing

Atlanta started showin mad love so we just kept on goin

Deals on the table now Akon blowing up

And hearin bout us from everybody who know him

Did the deal with Konvict then "Losin' It" dropped

Still here standin even after "Losin' It" flopped

They wanted us to sing no rappin' straight pop

And that's just some of the reason why that album ain't dropped

And I ain't trynna get props all I want is my shot

Our chance to blow and probably make it to the top

And at least I can say that we tried if we failed

Plus the fans ain't never cared bout first week sales

(Hook)

(Outro)

So much in our hearts to prove to get to a better tomorrow

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