Self Scientific - War Stories lyrics

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Ft. Big K.R.I.T.

Little Dony been hustling since he was 11

The name … of his pops so old g hood late

Big Dony was a rider so he felt that pressure to be a rider just like him

Long as he could remember

A very short period of time, life all change, once since his pops got life when he was nine

Moms had a very hard time keeping Dony in line

She can see he would start to show signs the product of a father who cares but ain't there

Who build a set niggas repped and Dony was right there

She worked nights so little Dony was left with a promiscuous auntie and his crazy uncle Jeff

Jeff is a gangster, people call him Jay he became a role model once

Dony run away, but Jay the wrong nigga to betray

Jay don't do nothing than fuck bitches and serve all day

Dony got influenced by the cake he was only 10 when stole his first 8 ball from jay

And gave it his aunt's friend, Fay who said, I should tell Jay but gave him 50 dollars away

So this is how Dony spent most of his days, needless to say he's still hustling until this day

How can we survive (survive man), when they ain't making no way for us to get out(out the door)

In the streets is no glory, just another war story

Lil Tasha been hustle since she was a teen,

A product of a prostitute and a father she never seen

On top on being a hoe, moms was a fiend so Tasha was raised in a group home where she met Jean

Jean was 17 and the oldest in the house, her and Tasha formed a bound just seeking a way out

Jean had a man named Slim, Slim was 21 drove a benz and was a neighborhood pimp

He would make Jean turn tricks

He even convinced Jean to get Tasha caught up in the mix

Tasha took tuning like a pro, so Slim dropped Jeanie, kept Tasha cause she made a better hoe

Tasha got influenced by the street and no self-esteam kept her spirling until she got bleak

So like her mom she too became a fiend, that little Tasha is old Tasha doing the same thing

How can we survive (survive man), when they ain't making no way for us to get out(out the door)

In the streets is no glory, just another war story

War stories tell the told must pay what they saw

Live Fast and Die Young like who needs to be old

Pride ourselves on the jewels and the freshest of clothes

And tap dance for materials on the tightest of ropes

Let me see your drive that benz through heaven's doors

No nigga, those rims can't handle that road

Poverty would make you do some strange thangs player

Steal out your mama purse while she was hard at work

We pray so hard in church, clap till our hands hurt

Let the preacher touch our foreheads hoping it work

Get the devil up off me why don't you

Cant let the sins of my mom and father haunt me

You know that ill advice you get some time

When they feel better with each other and they can't see eye to eye

Cause they get by to by and that means check to check

And you just wanna be free, scared of what what comes next

How can we survive(survive man), when they ain't making no way for us to get out(out the door)

In the streets is no glory, just another war story.<br />

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Thanks to Andrei