Young Spittah - S.O.M.L. "Story Of My Life" [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro/Hook

It's a story of my life
(No love in this district)
(No pain for these victim)
It's a story of my life
(The block is hot with these fixtures)
(Ex friends are hoes now that different)
It's a story of my life

Verse

I was depressed
Stuck in a life I didn't need
Surrounded by ignorance all I wanted to do was succeed
Me and my Enemies had distorted vision of it
Influenced by the media, so now I'm living above it
Lost so many friends my fingers can't even count it
The voices in my head are whats keepin me routed
I never knew it then but it coulda put me where I need to be
I easily could have ended up doing bars legally
You make your choices, you set yourself up to fail
I know you feeling what I'm saying I wrote it in brail
Give me the mic and I'm showing you what my life is like
Seems unreal till you feel where my height at
Life rough but my skills never will suffer
Life tough I remember I'm tougher
Put an arrow to the knee
Got me thinking something new
And I could tell you this shit again only if you understood

Chorus


My bestfriend betray me
Believe me Im over trigger
Till I learn to build a bridge and get over it
Ima quiet storm living torn like a rose with savage thorn
Born to bring back hope when I go on tour
Now her momma want me to give back
Like this shit wasn't rightfully hers
Knocking down doors when they the source of the problem
Survival of the fittest who was there to witness what chu did
Living lavage while I'm the subject and predicate
Gimmicks wishing they lived it
These niggas ignorant
Plotting my visions while I'm chilling with millions
I'm all about negation cause my picture is vivid
Keep it one fifty
Got the rounds in the clips
Mind doing time in jail with no free will
Brain ready to bail it's almost like I'm living in hell
Couldn't have success if i was never able to fail
(Was never able to fail)
These niggas thinking im homeless they way they had me all up in the streets
No time wasted

I'm flipping the district
Playing the station
Like rats in the basement
They hate me now like nas and diddy
I'm at the line of scrimmage
Like e's feature with 50
I'm all up in the sun
So Imma birth you artist
Have you up for adoption
The second you forfeit
Now it's all about the green
The money all I think of

Hook