True Story

[Intro]
Kid Wond3r, you made this beat? Damn!

True story, listen, ay
I'm going through a lot of shit, you know?
Listen, dedicated to a lot of niggas out there, you know?
Been through the struggle
True story
Listen

[Verse 1]
Just the other day, I remember like yesterday
Got a phone call from my nigga Tray
Told him meet me at the spot
Bunch of guns found, mommas crying
Cause we weren't cool with the other blocks
Even went to school on the other blocks
Had to take the 2 to the school
We move from the other block
I'm reminiscing on the past tense
Growing up on the corner like God damn I gotta hide this
Being disobedient, got kicked outta school
Then got kicked out the house
[?]
Then got threw in a cell, I wasn't keeping my cool
Then got home to some money, started making some moves, damn
I'm living life on the edge
Momma sayin' the Lord with me, but the Devil tryna get me
You know these niggas envy me
Hatin' and prayin' they don't see me on MTV
My life is moving like the railroads
Niggas plotting tryna send me to the crossroads
But me? I ain't having that
Niggas shoot at me I start blasting back
Smoke a blunt after that, you get [?], no aftermath
Got the city on my back, we ain't having that
I popped so many pills I coulda had a heart attack
Don't forget where you came from
Remember where your heart is at
Real niggas do real things and I acknowledge that
Remember waking up in that basement with my pops
Went to school all bummy, I had holes in my socks
Just a youngin' on the corner selling blow, selling rocks
And I could never trust nobody cause my family all I got
I was stuck behind that glass with my momma in my face
And I'm a felon I can't stay where I can see on Section 8
Always told me, "Boy you love from all the choices that you make"
I pray the Lord [?] to see a better day

[Bridge]
True story
You know?
Dedicated to all the niggas out there that been through the struggle
Everybody
Listen

[Verse 2]
Shit I been through, could God forgive me?
Cause I could be off in a jail doing 30 to 60
I walk around with a gun but still God be with me
That's why I worship every day and I go hard for my city
Cause the life that I live, ain't the life you wanna see
Hard to believe, coming from me
But I was young off in the streets
10 years old when I had my first gun off in the streets
I was jumping off the porch but I was ready for the beef
Smoking dope, poppin' pills, now I'm really in the heat
Since a youngin' you an opp, if I ain't know you don't speak
And my momma raised me tough, I was never ever weak
I looked a nigga in his eyes when he speak
Cause I was coming from the streets
You let a nigga tell you lies, you get sneaked
Think I'm lying? It shouldn't come as a surprise that you see
Yeah

[Outro]
Kid Wond3r, you made this beat? Damn!