R. Kelly, 2 Chainz - My Story lyrics
Tauheed Epps
[R. Kelly, 2 Chainz - My Story lyrics]
This is my story, yeah
I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to
Sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
Came from humble beginnings now I'm
Cocky with my spending
They say "life is just a game" and
I thank God that I'm winning
Models roll my indo, I beat the pussy, Django
Them niggas talking money
I got more digit's in my gate code
She make a pole disappear like hocus pocus
You're ain't never gon' find
Another nigga this focused
I got every block
Every street corners sold up
Whatever club represent my city, throw it up
I own the game, coach last player shown up
Okay, haters throw fitted never showed up
This is my story, yeah
I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to
Sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
Yeah, 2 Chainz
Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin'
I've been a victim to it
Your conversation is sanitation
Ain't no hesitation when I finna do it
I stick it in (uh) switch it up and try
To hit a friend (uh)
Live it up and count my dividends, roll
Like cinnamon woah, big face Benjamin's
As she lookin' at me like ye'en
Ain't nothin' but a star
I looked at her like this
Ain't nonthing but a car
If you ride with them you
Ain't going that far
But if you ride with me
Crib so big we can play hide-and-seek
You can confide to me
Ride me like I ride the beat
Pilot seat, I need a co-pilot
Kiss a ass in both mouths
Them talking both lips
What you know 'bout boat trips?
Drop her ass at the Chocolate Factory (yeah)
We did them 12 Play's (yeah)
And you know who you is girl
We been fuckin' since the 12th grade, goddamn
This is my story, yeah
I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to
Sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
Pull up to the club at about three
I'm killin' it, guilty no plea
I'm leaving out at 6 with a dime piece
By 9 o'clock, we on round three
I speak of rain they say I'm
Crazy like they didn't know
See I'm not crazy but my talent, man
Got bipolar say she's a church girl but
Man she's blowing holy smokes
Showed her the Jesus piece now
She got the Holy Ghost
They asked them in a interview
"why do he love these girls?"
The only thing he had to say was
"motherfuck the world!"
This is my story, yeah
I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to
Sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to
Sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
Came from humble beginnings now I'm
Cocky with my spending
They say "life is just a game" and
I thank God that I'm winning
Models roll my indo, I beat the pussy, Django
Them niggas talking money
I got more digit's in my gate code
She make a pole disappear like hocus pocus
You're ain't never gon' find
Another nigga this focused
I got every block
Every street corners sold up
Whatever club represent my city, throw it up
I own the game, coach last player shown up
Okay, haters throw fitted never showed up
This is my story, yeah
I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to
Sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
Yeah, 2 Chainz
Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin'
I've been a victim to it
Your conversation is sanitation
Ain't no hesitation when I finna do it
I stick it in (uh) switch it up and try
To hit a friend (uh)
Live it up and count my dividends, roll
Like cinnamon woah, big face Benjamin's
As she lookin' at me like ye'en
Ain't nothin' but a star
I looked at her like this
Ain't nonthing but a car
If you ride with them you
Ain't going that far
But if you ride with me
Crib so big we can play hide-and-seek
You can confide to me
Ride me like I ride the beat
Pilot seat, I need a co-pilot
Kiss a ass in both mouths
Them talking both lips
What you know 'bout boat trips?
Drop her ass at the Chocolate Factory (yeah)
We did them 12 Play's (yeah)
And you know who you is girl
We been fuckin' since the 12th grade, goddamn
This is my story, yeah
I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to
Sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
Pull up to the club at about three
I'm killin' it, guilty no plea
I'm leaving out at 6 with a dime piece
By 9 o'clock, we on round three
I speak of rain they say I'm
Crazy like they didn't know
See I'm not crazy but my talent, man
Got bipolar say she's a church girl but
Man she's blowing holy smokes
Showed her the Jesus piece now
She got the Holy Ghost
They asked them in a interview
"why do he love these girls?"
The only thing he had to say was
"motherfuck the world!"
This is my story, yeah
I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to
Sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it
And I'm stickin' to it