Don Armeteo

[Intro] This a Scrim beat! Melo D, G59 [Verse 1] Guess I'm back with my old ways Motives to get paid and leave my whole family straight Expose the real and leave fake up this array I'm in the field, do you know what's up? Check my resume Money [?] a shade I hope they come back Like a needle in the hay stack I'm tryna find that Never lack what I track, just know that I know the facts I'm a maniac in fact that you come between my stacks, look When I on a mission, when I on my competition I compensate of whatever [?] end up missing Play my position, you play a part, ain't no free emission For what I'm giving, I'll do some with it, that's my ambititon And I'm just wishing, matter fact - I ain't wishing shit Cause I'ma get it by any means and take on the ship I'm jumping shift and taking work who got them bricks Expose the cliques and getting licks, go get your fix [Chorus] Listen up, I got a story to tell They ain't gotta I ain't stuck in a cell I swear, some Molly put me under a spell Welcome to my own version of hell Listen up, I got a story to tell They ain't gotta I ain't stuck in a cell I swear, some Molly put me under a spell Welcome to my own version of hell Welcome to my own version of hell [Verse 2] It's a shame how they telling. Shit, who you telling? Been [?] on two times, convicted felon Distribution charges had me on the slap straight stressing Thinking about my momma, but she won't get that message Hating 'hoes set me up, met cause I won't fuck with you [?] how I bucked your head up and end this, missed you, yeah People run they mouth when they ain't with you Riding, get your issue, them feds ain't gonna miss you, no Sad to say but this is life now with days People feeling played of the fact that they ain't getting played Now how the work out, I ain't know the drouses Till 2005 when Katrina came and took my home out I been on my own route, I don't know what you're all about But if it ain't about getting paid then you shoud set this game out Keep my name out, I don't want the fame now That shit is lame, I'm just tryna make it out this courthouse, nino [Chorus] Listen up, I got a story to tell They ain't gotta I ain't stuck in a cell I swear, some Molly put me under a spell Welcome to my own version of hell Listen up, I got a story to tell They ain't gotta I ain't stuck in a cell I swear, some Molly put me under a spell Welcome to my own version of hell