
t-rock & mr. sche - how i came up lyrics
[intro: t_rock & mr. sche]
before we get started, i wanna send a special prayer to all the runaways
all the people born in drug_infested environments
born into pimpin’, born into prostitution
you are not alone, you heard me?
this here is my story
streets’ is crazy, man
how i came up, how i came up
this here is my story
we all goin’ through it, you heard me
how i came up
sche, tell ‘em
[chorus: mr. sche]
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
this here is my story (hеre is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i camе up (uh huh)
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
[verse 1: mr. sche]
mirror mirror on the wall, who the blackest n_gga of them all? (me)
grew up hatin’ every thing in life, i’ma dragon that’ll swallow y’all (sup)
[cnc?], no pig, these memphis streets don’t love me (uh uh)
mama turned her f_ckin’ back, because in god i didn’t believe
so where the f_ck am i supposed to go? (where?)
stretched out with no hope
where the f_ck is my daddy? he was supposed to be my hero (d_mn)
confused, upset, i look okay with my soldier_ette
i got no job, no money, no [curb?] and no self respect
so i go hard on this pimp sh_t, dope sh_t, that’s all i had
fake n_ggas surroundin’ me, secretly want me to crash
all along, just me, if i doubt a thing, n0body knows (nah)
every odd’s against me and that’s the way i like it, hoe
i fell down, laid there (yup)
cried a little then back up
never wiped away one tear and ready for some more pain, bruh
don’t assume you know me, you will never know my pain
twenty_four hour night shift, i’ll never see the sun again
[chorus: mr. sche]
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
[verse 2: t_rock]
i came up hard in these atlanta streets (yeah!)
to say the least, y’all n_ggas don’t know b_tch, i was born a g (yeah!)
let me speak my peace
i used to skip school with them weed smokers
g freaks and gun slingers (uh huh)
how many times i seen my daddy in life, i can count on one finger
i’m an only child with no [guidin’ snake?] and d_mn, what should i do? (uh huh)
drugs and violence in these streets, i ain’t got no man to look up to
mama boyfriends’ ain’t spend no time with me, i wasn’t nothin’ (uh huh)
n_ggas ain’t ever love my mama (nah)
hoe ass n_gga just wanted to f_ck (nah)
through they actions they reflect, i learned to go hard on a sl_t (yeah!)
sell a brick with weed off in the bong and take a couple of puffs
with my finger up, n_ggas f_ck with us then we retaliate
i was shootin’ at n_ggas before i could ej_cul_te
same n_gga that told me how to let up with that burner (hey!)
god bless that n_gga, he doin’ time right now for murder (yeah!)
the seeds you plant and don’t tend to, these streets will nurture (yeah!)
so don’t be surprised when they grow up to be dealers and servers
[chorus: mr. sche]
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
this here is my story (here is my story)
how i came up, how i came up, how i came up (uh huh)
[bridge: mr. sche]
i didn’t give a f_ck, i didn’t give a f_ck, i didn’t give a f_ck
i was too wild, i was too booked (uh huh)
i didn’t give a f_ck, i didn’t give a f_ck, i didn’t give a f_ck
i was too wild, i was too booked (uh huh)
i didn’t give a f_ck, i didn’t give a f_ck, i didn’t give a f_ck
i was too wild, i was too booked (uh huh)
i didn’t give a f_ck, i didn’t give a f_ck, i didn’t give a f_ck
i was too wild, i was too booked (uh huh)
[outro: mr. sche]
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