True Life Story
Ya, let's take em back
Uh huh
Comin up I was confused my Daddy never home me and my momma found him at the strip clubs
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
K.ferg ain't around probably out commitin felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing Dear Momma
I wanna live good, so should I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
Money and them gold ropes my brother told me to stay out the streets and do the right thing while he was out hustlin pushin weight and comin clean
Santa told me if I pass could get a New Ball and take a trip to the mall
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep at night
Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike my momma traveled the streets and got it back though, momma i love you and i will always have you back though
Different day same shit, ain't nothing good in the hood
Thats why i moved to the ROC my moms said try the best i could
I got caught up in the game, met some friends though My Nigga Dirty D and B.ell was there from the get go, we welcomed the new nigga A.jordan he was the ticket into the front door, at nite sometimes my eyes wet with tears though as im askin god why did my nigga Daryl have to leave Us. well now im in a new hood B.ell you my nigga we gotta keep our heads up HampTown runs in me like blood i almost felt lost when i left. But like i said we gonna get out these streets become roommates and live life on the beach.
Hate it or love it HampTown's on top
And we gonna shine homie until our hearts stop
-Sam
B.ell thats some real shit right there ha ha ha
p.s theres no retiring from volleyball muthafuc*a once ur in theres no way out
Uh huh
Comin up I was confused my Daddy never home me and my momma found him at the strip clubs
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
K.ferg ain't around probably out commitin felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing Dear Momma
I wanna live good, so should I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
Money and them gold ropes my brother told me to stay out the streets and do the right thing while he was out hustlin pushin weight and comin clean
Santa told me if I pass could get a New Ball and take a trip to the mall
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep at night
Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike my momma traveled the streets and got it back though, momma i love you and i will always have you back though
Different day same shit, ain't nothing good in the hood
Thats why i moved to the ROC my moms said try the best i could
I got caught up in the game, met some friends though My Nigga Dirty D and B.ell was there from the get go, we welcomed the new nigga A.jordan he was the ticket into the front door, at nite sometimes my eyes wet with tears though as im askin god why did my nigga Daryl have to leave Us. well now im in a new hood B.ell you my nigga we gotta keep our heads up HampTown runs in me like blood i almost felt lost when i left. But like i said we gonna get out these streets become roommates and live life on the beach.
Hate it or love it HampTown's on top
And we gonna shine homie until our hearts stop
-Sam
B.ell thats some real shit right there ha ha ha
p.s theres no retiring from volleyball muthafuc*a once ur in theres no way out