Young Hawk IA - Life Story Lyrics

Young Hawk
IA
Welcome to my album
The Statement
I grew up with outta mother f*ckin dime
Eating cheap food every night
Momma busted ass she workin 9-9
Sister asking where's Dad
Idk I ain't seen that guy since like age 5
Ya boi was gettin hungry so he started sellin dimes
Nickel bags for the grind
Poppin Addis to get by
Had a schizophrenic mind
Got asked how I was doin man I always told a lie
Always said that I was fine
Even though I straight up cried
When I went to bed at night
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep
Protect my sister she's so sweet
Need to post up in these f*ckin streets
Just so I can get some f*ckin cheese
Move my family out the Gutta
Give my moms some lasting peace
I'm gonna live my f*ckin dream
Give my daughter all the things
That I never f*ckin had
If you try to f*ckin stop me
Boi I will promise you'll be dead
To the guillotine bitch it's off with ya head

Yeah this is my life story
Owe it to the man with glory
That I'm in my lane like Tory
I am rockin like a quarry
Yeah this is my life story
Owe it to the man with glory
That I'm in my lane like Tory

Fast forward up to college where I met the chaseman
Pushing carts up in the rain while he's choppin up the ham
Always said we gonna make it
We the illest no debatin
Now he's out in San Jose n f*ckin fake while
I am straight up super Saiyan
Cruisin round Chicago in a f*ckin Porsche Caymen
Hardest in the game there ain't no other that can claim it
Crazy that I wrote this song in front of my LG
While sippin on some ciroc and rollin up some good green
Man I'm livin out my damn dream
Man I feel like Michael Jordan I'm just ballin with my Damn team
Before I f*ckin go I just wanted to say one thing
I am glad I met you man it taught me to unleash my inner beast
Let these feelings out on a f*ckin beat
This is me