Zions View - His Story Lyrics

His Story, a little different from the one yall know
See he was raised to get it, man aint never trust no hoe
If them people came knocking, dont open the door
Protected from the streets, he aint never have to show
Them opps on his back, he aint know a friend or foe
Quite lil nigga, just always go with the flow
Sixth grade had his first run-in with some trouble
Niggas saw him hustling, tried to burst his bubble
Everybody switched up,they acting like they doubles
School aint give any fucks, they let homie struggle
So now he walking around mad, gotta balled up knuckle
Walking around like he hard, tightened up his buckled
Skip to tenth grade he thought he found his self
Attention seeking, making noise,talking with his chest
Hanging with the wrong people, all he knew was theft
Started smoking weed, almost got his self expelled
Twelfth grade he thought he found some love
Pop the cherry, fuck a rubber he aint use no glove
Aint understand it but now push the fucking came to shove
Aint no plan a just a plan B gone and take that love
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
Youngin only thirteen with a pack and a dream
Oldest brother ain't shit and his mama a feind
Said before he trust a bitch he gone put trust in his beam
And even though his mom a junkie he still call her a queen
His momma say you need to stay up off that block son
But he flipping them packs and running the block up
And they gone tell you that they love you but it's not love
And only time he ever ran is when the cops come
Now that nigga getting older so he started banging
Thinking bout some of his patnas how they started changing
Cause when he got some paper niggas started hating
And when them people came niggas pointed fingers
He ain't gone act like he hurt but shit he knowing whats up
Ain't never had a bitch only got love from the plug
And his best friend just caught one in his mug
This the life when you moving them drugs
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
I can't believe you really changed on what the fuck we been through
All the shit that I done did I was the one you ran to
And you even hold your nuts on me but bitch I love you
Hell nawl, I won't switch I won't turn my back on you
Still slanging iron tryna kill niggas from the other side
And bitch I ain't been the same since my fucking brother died
Two dirty ass glizzys and a stolen car when we slide
Got hit up I ain't put my cleats up bitch I'm still gone ride
And all the opps niggas really bitches, yeah them pussys hiding
And yeah I'm the reason why these niggas barely come outside
How many niggas do you know that look death in the eyes
On my daughter, I cant go they can't take my soul (away)
On my daughter, I cant go they can't take my soul away
On my daughter, I wont go they can't take my soul
Im gone clutch my pole
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
His Story, his story
His story, His story is a Pain story

His Story, a little different from the one yall know
See he was raised to get it, man aint never trust no hoe
If them people came knocking, dont open the door
Protected from the streets, he aint never have to show
Them opps on his back, he aint know a friend or foe
Quite lil nigga, just always go with the flow
Sixth grade had his first run-in with some trouble
Niggas saw him hustling, tried to burst his bubble
Everybody switched up,they acting like they doubles
School aint give any fucks, they let homie struggle
So now he walking around mad, gotta balled up knuckle
Walking around like he hard, tightened up his buckled
Skip to tenth grade he thought he found his self
Attention seeking, making noise,talking with his chest
Hanging with the wrong people, all he knew was theft
Started smoking weed, almost got his self expelled
Twelfth grade he thought he found some love
Pop the cherry, fuck a rubber he aint use no glove
Aint understand it but now push the fucking came to shove
Aint no plan a just a plan B gone and take that love
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
Youngin only thirteen with a pack and a dream
Oldest brother ain't shit and his mama a feind
Said before he trust a bitch he gone put trust in his beam
And even though his mom a junkie he still call her a queen
His momma say you need to stay up off that block son
But he flipping them packs and running the block up
And they gone tell you that they love you but it's not love
And only time he ever ran is when the cops come
Now that nigga getting older so he started banging
Thinking bout some of his patnas how they started changing
Cause when he got some paper niggas started hating
And when them people came niggas pointed fingers
He ain't gone act like he hurt but shit he knowing whats up
Ain't never had a bitch only got love from the plug
And his best friend just caught one in his mug
This the life when you moving them drugs
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
I can't believe you really changed on what the fuck we been through
All the shit that I done did I was the one you ran to
And you even hold your nuts on me but bitch I love you
Hell nawl, I won't switch I won't turn my back on you
Still slanging iron tryna kill niggas from the other side
And bitch I ain't been the same since my fucking brother died
Two dirty ass glizzys and a stolen car when we slide
Got hit up I ain't put my cleats up bitch I'm still gone ride
And all the opps niggas really bitches, yeah them pussys hiding
And yeah I'm the reason why these niggas barely come outside
How many niggas do you know that look death in the eyes
On my daughter, I cant go they can't take my soul (away)
On my daughter, I cant go they can't take my soul away
On my daughter, I wont go they can't take my soul
Im gone clutch my pole
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
His Story, his story is my story
His story is a Pain story
Thats why I'm filled with these pain stories
His Story, his story
His story, His story is a Pain story