Story Time (Intro) - Lil 2z

Story Time (Intro)

Lil 2z

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Lyric

You know, everybody has a story

(True, true)

Lemme tell you a lil story about this guy

(Okay)

Goes by the name of um 2z

(2z?)

Yeah, Yeah, that's it!

(What kinda fucking name is 2z?)

A lot of motherfuckers hate this guy

I mean a lot

Mama can I get the new Jordan 4's?

Pissing me off, she kept telling me no

So I went out and got them on my own

I was only 15, but I thought I was grown

I was 15 fucking bitches in college

Go to they dorm and I go through they wallets

Circle got smaller 'cause niggas wasn't solid

You only yo dawgs when they hands in yo pockets

You niggas changing on gang for the pussy

You gotta give her some brain for the pussy

Tired of niggas tryna take me for pussy

We do not hang with lames or pussies

Half of my m' fucking family was addicts

Half of my m' fucking partners was trappin'

My mama didn't raise up no bitch so what's happening?

Bitch I'm from dallas, I ball like a Maverick

I looked at my mama and lil sister face

I promise I can't let 'em down

I looked all my niggas in all of their faces

I told 'em we ain't backing down

Cause once we get up there

I promise you niggar

It ain't no coming back down

I'm sorry your honor I'm telling the truth

I wasn't even in town

Roll up the gas and bag up the regional

Watch how I tax it like I'm Uncle Sam

How you gon hate me you still buying grams

Goofy ass nigga I smoke out a pound

My brothers keeper I promise I am

We always fightin like Martin and Pam

Flip through that money I love how it sound

That pussy go I love how it sound

Okay you go and do this, well I'mma go and do that

Texas we been on that drank, now everybody sip ac

Half of these Industry niggas is bitches

I call these niggas some brats

You only heard if I'm telling the truth

Nigga this straight facts

Niggas this straight gas

I'm counting straight cash

Yea ya music straight my nigga

I meant to say straight ass

Just picked up a freak hoe

Has to get my rocks off

She told me my feet ugly

I still fuck with my socks off

I don't care what these hoes think

I don't care what these niggas think

I smoke me a raw cone

I pour me a raw drank

Before you run in this trap house

Nigga you better rethink

Yeah I'm on that mob shit

Throw his ass in that fish tank

- It's already the end -