T-Pain - Stoicville lyrics

rate me

How ever thought a younger from a city full of rats and snakes

Was ever make it at the grass patch

Seven hills had me looking for a better deal

A hood nigga, I couldn’t count on the next day

Coming home from school I had tears in my eyes

They was picking on me and they wouldn’t give me my hat back

Now I have enough hats to give away

These better days I refuse to have flash backs

Nobody though I knew what I was doing

Nobody believes, so nobody will walk with me throw it

But nobody achieve what I achieve

If only somebody could see what I’ve seen

Say a pray for me, man we all have needs?

Til I walk in a room and they all just freeze

And they all look relieve like

If he made it we all got cheese, no

Homie that ain’t the way it work

Especially if you ain’t even put a day of work

Now they going crazy cuz I made it first

See homie I just make it work

It’s cold world, ask my own girl

She feel my pain and I ain’t ever make it hurt

And my dad proud of me but he got too much proud to say it out loud for me

Got to keep that out the road, balling in the house for me

He coming to my shows hanging in the crowd for me

Man I still love my nigga, the only think that I ask is that they hold it down for me, aah

I still wrap the 85 oh yeah

I got to tight it on my own so ain’t go nowhere

But motherfuckers are say that you change

And they the ones that wouldn’t last a day in this game

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I’ve stayed the same

But I guarantee that I will never (?) to the fam

That’s some bullshit

And y’all know that ain’t me

But I’d rather grow up then to stay 18

Life goes on an hopefully on great things

Traveling in the world and seeing shit that I ain’t seen

Then one day I’ll look at my reflection

And realize how I’ve been acting, how I’ve been dressing

I realize I can make in depression

But good Lord it’s just fucking depression

And good Lord I got some fucking questions

I think it’s time for some motherfucker confessions

Wake up call, wake up call,

My answer to every questions was : “Fuck y’all!”

All I nine is this 9-11 to fuck bros

I just need to buy a seven with enough floes

My last album they do number like I want it to

But that as God try to ask me what I try to do

He said I hate ‘em but after they’ll run in front of you

But you gotta get learn how you get out and what you going throw

Hurtles got jumped, mountains got climb

The Molly came and put the fucking wallet in my mind

Now on Mini-crimp pimping complaint and ambitions

Then look ahead and hitting

Now they will reminiscence,

How many niggas told me that I was gonna fail

Cuz I gotta listen niggas that will go to hell

They feel like I own ‘em something cuz they know me well

Calling me to sell cuz I won’t come and smoke the al

The same nigga that told me I had to hit

Chose me three hundred to put it in his mix

Now suicide looking better then hitting a lic

Cuz the hole time he knew that I was living on my whip

But now I see ‘em and I can’t even take it

Cuz he walk up to me and say boy I knew you was gonna make it

Hell, like motherfucker that you just no recall

I needed help and you just left me sitting on my balls

That just wasn’t the right life

So I told the bullshit to have a nice life

And all the girl yelling at me in front of the moon

Like nigga are you just gonna go and get a wife?

Fuck you bitches, I did what I did and now I’m running round my mention doing shits with my kids

But now maybe my life is too sweet

Like I woke up in that Bugati and we right back to sleep

I was dreaming, y’all was scheming

Like gram something in pocket but all just got to feed it

And all these bitches, all just want my (?)

And this time collecting checks and ball out for the season

But ain’t nobody give a fuck when ain’t nobody give a fuck

Now they have the hand up asking me to give it up

And every time they ask me for something

They say : “Now you know that I ain’t never ask you for nothin’ !”

I got lost, I got lost credit cards got swapped

Money got toast, hundred after hundred, dollar after dollar

Drinking every kind of liquor and that Molly got swallow

I know I fucked up cuz I’m a grown man

So now I’m thinking like my old man

He said if you make out laugh then look out to the sky and come up with your own plan

Now I see my niggas just want me to win

But I won’t have ‘em if I keep disrespecting my friends

They been throw it, say they know the fear

So all I need it to trip up and stoicville