Trife Majors - How the Story Go Lyrics

Fed up with rap music
But then I think of my daughter and I get back to it
Don't wanna flip weight really I'm tryna stack units
Look at the wall in my crib and add a plaque to it
But they don't understand
You people think it's all glamour and glitz
A nigga got it on his own they wasn't handing me shit
You gotta grind harder if u ever plan to be rich
And it sucks cause life can be a bitch
That's when it when back flashes
Surround by weed ashes and fat asses
Empty liquor bottles and glasses
He back at it
And shorty argue wit me left and right
On a plane to cloud 9 I gotta catch my flight
I'm recording
I ain't got time text at night
But what the f*ck she expect I'm Trife
Ain't got no time to be Kenny
Cuz being Kenny ain't gon get me a penny
And when it comes to dollars gotta get plenty that's how the story go
They don't understand how I'm grown
Tryna make it on my own
I ain't coming back home
Til I'm on
They don't understand I'm in my zone
Making money on my own
Leave a message at the tone
Cuz I'm gone
Cuz when you in this biz that's how the story go
When you handling ya biz that's how the story go
I just tell em what it is that's how the story go
This rap thing is what I live that's how the story go
You know you popping when they hating
And fans be asking when the album dropping cause they waiting
And ya phone blowing up while you writing you concentrating
She sending you naked pics like baby I ain't got the patience
When everywhere you go they want ya logo on a shirt
They throwing dirt on ya name Ayo that promo is bizerk
When taking trips to the studio you on ya way to work
And when shorty give up the ass and still know that you a jerk
When spitting rhymes get you through the day to keep ya sanity
Been weeks and you ain't see ya family
Ayo how can it be a bad decision
Man I don't if it's my ass you kissing
But tryna diss me gon leave you in a bad position
This shit ain't adding up right and I'm a mathematician
When other people get on the mic and it's sad to listen
Been sacrificing for this since I was a shorty yo
Don't even gotta read the glossy homie cause this how the story go
They don't understand how I'm grown
Tryna make it on my own
I ain't coming back home
Til I'm on
They don't understand I'm in my zone
Making money on my own
Leave a message at the tone
Cuz I'm gone
Cuz when you in this biz that's how the story go
When you handling ya biz that's how the story go
I just tell em what it is that's how the story go
This rap thing is what I live that's how the story go
You think you know me so well
Running ya mouth to go tell
How I be wit finest I'm waking up in a hotel
My homies smoke blunts not me I'm taking no L
Cuz loosing ain't a option my nigga so follow yo trail
And maybe it could lead you to where the people believe you
My grandma pray for me hoping I stay away from evil
But it's hard when you like bad bitches and mad riches
You ain't eating off my plate I'm just handing you mad dishes
They gotta see I'm serving em verses from Hell's Kitchen
And they well written
License suspended but still I'm well driven
Flights to another city
Who f*cking wit me
Life been so beautiful coming from where ain't nothing pretty
You gotta take ya talent far to explore
Made it to the point this yellow nigga hard to ignore
For sure
I'm sonnin' you ya momma got me on the Maury Show
Ain't gotta skim thru the pages because I tell em how the story go
They don't understand how I'm grown
Tryna make it on my own
I ain't coming back home
Til I'm on
They don't understand I'm in my zone
Making money on my own
Leave a message at the tone
Cuz I'm gone
Cuz when you in this biz that's how the story go
When you handling ya biz that's how the story go
I just tell em what it is that's how the story go
This rap thing is what I live that's how the story go