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Sleepy Sun - Tell You A Story lyrics
[Trae]
 Somebody help him that boy ain't tripping, he really misunderstood
 Addicted to doing bad, but he trying to get out the hood
 Life as an adolescent, got him stressing back in the day
 Now he paranoid, ducking and dodging to get away
 You would think a hard life, is what he prayed to have
 Everytime he reached out for love, there was nobody he could grab
 That's why he was cold inside, he took his pain as strive
 With a 4-5, minus one to stay alive
 A ghetto baby is what he was, his uncle was doing drugs
 And left him to be a thug, on the corner with nigga slugs
 His brother was locked up, and mama was stressed out
 He was a good kid, until reality turned him out
 20 years old, on the way to becoming a man
 Live in another world, people would never understand
 Loving to be alone, feeling like he would meet the end
 The good life, was never part of the plan
 [Hook]
 Let me tell you a story, bout a dude I know
 With so much pain in his heart, it wouldn't show
 And he never knew when his life, was gon go
 Everytime he'd step out, he grabbed the fo'-fo'
 Let me tell you a story, bout a dude I know
 With so much pain in his heart, it wouldn't show
 Everybody he knew, was living so shife
 But he kept on moving, trying to live life
 [Trae]
 Now he running the block
 With a pocket full of rocks, missing FED time
 And watching hating niggaz, so he don't wind up with dead time
 Cause everything he got, that nigga rightfully earned
 Get in his way behind his paper, he was subject to leave you burned
 Plus he running with a click of guerillas, that's living shifeSleepy Sun - Tell You A Story - http://motolyrics.com/sleepy-sun/tell-you-a-story-lyrics.html
 And hated life, the only way out was to pay the price
 He was ready for whatever, decisions he made his own
 And since they pissed him off, he would prolly be moving alone
 Doing his own thang, to hell with the consequences
 Real ran through his blood, and them niggaz payed attention
 He wanted to get it together, but it was prolly too late
 He took the wrong turn, and that's what decided his fate
 It wasn't his fault, but that's how the game done got him
 Swallowed him up and left him, to be on the rock bottom
 Without no say-so, a victim of circumstance
 Put in a situation, begging for a hand
[Hook]
 [Trae]
 Nowhere to turn nowhere to go, so he contemplate suicide
 Mentally out of line, needing help but he got pride
 He got a child on the way, but his baby mama don't want him
 Cause he broke without a job, and probation be leaning on him
 Three strikes, and he heated to live in the penitentiary
 Believe me it get lonely, to niggaz without a family
 He might get lost to the system, or might get shanked in a bed
 The thought of calling it quits, gotta be running through his head
 He don't know what to do, he praying he in a dream
 Waking up in a cold sweat, to be shaking it like a fiend
 But he can't get away, so he be running out his mind
 People looking for him, so he know he running out of time
 One of three things can happen, he can run or wind up dead
 Or go out on his own, with a 44 to the head
 No one ever really knew, cause ain't nobody seen him since
 He disappeared in the night, with no evidence
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