My Story lyrics

[Intro]
This beat was made by Rich

[Chorus]
I was just on the phone with Vory, they gon' f*ck you outta spite
I told 'em, "Watch them little shortys" (Shortys)
n*ggas think I got it good, let's get it understood, these diamonds hitting but they don't know my story (They don't know my story)
I just told my b*tch she gotta get it right, got b*tches on my line that look like Lori (That look like Lori)
And I just told my bros I'm gon' stop playing with this music sh*t, I can't forgot 'bout Corey (Can't forgot 'bout Corey)
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these n*ggas
Tryna lie, pray to God that I don't crash out for no reason
My homies taking Perkys 'cause he fighting all them demons
This that Nike tech Montclair type of season
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these n*ggas
Tryna lie, and I be flexing on the 'Gram for the haters just to tease 'em
I just told Alex, "Make that chain", and gave him fifty
f*ck the jury, they ain't believe him (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
All these b*tches want is the money and the clout, that's the bottom line
Lil Kye, I got you
Free Lonnie, they gave him fourty-five
Show love to your people, life short, they could be gone tomorrow
Heard the value going up, Plain Jane, bought a Audemar

[Chorus]
I was just on the phone with Vory, they gon' f*ck you outta spite
I told 'em, "Watch them little shortys" (Shortys)
n*ggas think I got it good, let's get it understood, these diamonds hitting but they don't know my story (They don't know my story)
I just told my b*tch she gotta get it right, got b*tches on my line that look like Lori (That look like Lori)
And I just told my bros I'm gon' stop playing with this music sh*t, I can't forgot 'bout Corey (Can't forgot 'bout Corey)
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these n*ggas
Tryna lie, pray to God that I don't crash out for no reason
My homies taking Perkys 'cause he fighting all them demons
This that Nike tech Montclair type of season
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these n*ggas
Tryna lie, and I be flexing on the 'Gram for the haters just to tease 'em
I just told Alex, "Make that chain", and gave him fifty
f*ck the jury, they ain't believe him (Glltt)
[Verse 2]
I ain't wear no chains today
n*ggas running from they problems, pills won't take the pain away
Gotta stack it tall, just preparing for a rainy day
Yeah, I missed your call, I was running to the cake today
I can't trust nobody, n*ggas phony
I was wasting money with no investments, that's the old me
We was tryna get it
Sharing clothes, me and Goldy
Now we taking trips with bad b*tches going OT
Stand tall
Had to get back on my feet
I was chopping it up with Pluto out in London for a week
Back-to-back up in them Pullmans, sh*t was looking like a fleet
My momma think that I ain't human 'cause I barley get no sleep
All these diamonds on my chains, all these diamonds on my rings, I got n*ggas that's gon' bang for me
And I got n*ggas in the cage and they got n*ggas in the grave, swear that sh*t ain't the same to me

[Chorus]
I was just on the phone with Vory, they gon' f*ck you outta spite
I told 'em, "Watch them little shortys" (Shortys)
n*ggas think I got it good, let's get it understood, these diamonds hitting but they don't know my story (They don't know my story)
I just told my b*tch she gotta get it right, got b*tches on my line that look like Lori (That look like Lori)
And I just told my bros I'm gon' stop playing with this music sh*t, I can't forgot 'bout Corey (Can't forgot 'bout Corey)
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these n*ggas
Tryna lie, pray to God that I don't crash out for no reason
My homies taking Perkys 'cause he fighting all them demons
This that Nike tech Montclair type of season
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these n*ggas
Tryna lie, and I be flexing on the 'Gram for the haters just to tease 'em
I just told Alex, "Make that chain", and gave him fifty
f*ck the jury, they ain't believe him
[Outro]
f*ck the jury, they ain't believe him
f*ck the jury, they ain't believe him