Story Story

Yo, I rather die than use soda baff Bros no laff forget say I fly like witch craft Fly like holy fowl carry your your chick go straff I got a lot on my mind, my guy feel this track. Ooouuuu baby They don't know where I'm coming from, but I know where I'm going to They don't know where I'm coming from but I know where I'm going to. Story story, story story Would anybody listen, Story story, story story I got something to say Story story, story story Would anybody listen, Story story, story story I got something to say My mille dey provoke I nor dey gree go church But I go die when igbo they smell for my shirt If I dey talk e go be like say I no get respect Wan try explain but alcohol still dey my breath All she know be say her pikin na poker lord She dey preaching I siddon for snoker board, Dey roll dice, all my guys na local blood For this part them ready to stab your vocal chord Them never chop better pin, e don dey go four days Period like this e dey bloody like always Zip your back with bottle leave you with big scar. Na just today, tomorrow we don turn to pals But the beef still dey, so I dey carry knife stroll No wan hear say by mistake them carry my life go No Daddy they there oyoyo, another story of atutu poyoyo They don't know where I'm coming from, but I know where I'm going to They don't know where I'm coming from but I know where I'm going to. Story story, story story Would anybody listen, Story story, story story I got something to say Early morning like I don't open my eyes Kick my guy, tell am make we dey fly No food for the house, so na Loki we dey buy For ending of edjeba, their banga soup dey try Me and my guy double e, we rush go chew Because if we buy come house, e no go reach we two We reach like seven wey dey crash Clifton room But when you see us we close like fork and spoon Momsi bunk dey free, but I like dey with my men Taking or gamble, either way man must earn I dey hustle for the street no be carry talk I pour concrete for bush, I even carry block Bone popsi, na only me dey carry my cross No sis, no bros just my momsi plus Baba God, and the spirit to make am inside No be film na just the story of a ghetto child They don't know where I'm coming from, but I know where I'm going to They don't know where I'm coming from but I know where I'm going to. Story story, story story Would anybody listen, Story story, story story I got something to say Yeah Which day here I siddon for labi store Dey wonder which day I go blow like army pistol Get money gather cars like charlisco Cos five years from now my hair go white like sisco Truly jah knows, I hook up with neutral man He give me the beat, I spit to prove I'm the man The first song I did then was jungle party, But radios no gree play am so I were badly But I no stop for there I brought how we do The street feel am since then no body wan follow me do We gather song die but no money to promote am So we enter ole street men go find snow ma He love all the songs I do But the problem be say the lyrics too hard No be say them say So me and ray x tidy who I be, Since then men, everybody know who I be. They don't know where I'm coming from, but I know where I'm going to They don't know where I'm coming from but I know where I'm going to. Story story, story story Would anybody listen, Story story, story story I got something to say Story story, story story Would anybody listen, Story story, story story I got something to say Story story story yeaaah I got something to say I got something to saaaaaaaayyyy End