Dmoneyesko - No Tell Tales Lyrics

No matter how the stories switched
It's still gon be true
Story of a black boy
Ima tell es to you
Born in the 502
With a mother
No father
Everybody on his ass
Making his life harder

Spent most his childhood
Watching mom get abused
Ain't have no choice
He couldn't help
He was small as a shoe

Grew older
All his anger
It just stuffed in a bottle
If somebody piss him off
He gon go full throttle

14 he been in and out of jail
No help
The so called family that he had
Left him all by himself

See where that love get you?
It get you hurt
They don't really love you
Till they know yo body in the dirt

Now you grew up wit no father figure
Momma gone
She out the picture
Put yo pain up in a swisher
Hoping you can heal quicker
Fell in love wit a bitch
You thought she had yo best interest
Broke yo heart
And got into yo head
Now you wanna end it

She had you like a lock
She's the one who had the key
You couldn't leave her if u wanted
Now you stuck just like a tree

She cheated
Lied to yo face
All her feelings was so fake
All the heart you had inside
You let this bitch take it away

F*ck everybody
Run right to the streets
To heal the pain
Streets don't love nobody
Niggas out here really be some lames
You had a friend his name was jay
And y'all still friends up till this day
Who would think the day he'll go behind your back
Would come to play
But sad to say
He try to put you on a lic
To get you paid
But who a kno the one you call yo brother
Lien to yo face

So you tap n
You gonna hit the lic
You grab the strap and
You thinkin this the last one
Then it's back to rappin

Go and grab the ski
Call jay say you ready
Desert eagle fully loaded
Turn his brains into spaghetti

He tell u wat the addy is
He'll meet you at the corner
Y'all gon rob a older nigga
Make a plan
Let's get some order

He gon go thru the back
While u get right thru the front
He tryna get you high
He put k 2 in the blunt
But u get a lil feelin
That this nigga tryin somethin
That's yo brother so you trust em
But yo gut it says enough

So you gon on wit the plan
Bc you know it's fishy
And jay he got a anger problem
He gon shoot until it's empty
But u never lacking
Keep a 30 clip up in the semi
You say if you die
You dont give a f*ck
Jay comin wit me

So y'all go on wit the lic
And it's all successful
So jay he wanna celebrate
But u got a head full
Shit goin thru yo brain
You don't know what to think
Yo nigga tryna plot on you
And now he offering drinks
But u jus wanna see
How tf his plan gon go
The semi in the car trunk
But the glock on you tho
Next thing you at the light
And a truck pull up
Look right to yo left
And boom jay let it go