(chorus) So let me tell you bout it all them times I used to talk they would hear me out and me and brodie had no money we didn’t go on outings we watchin from the sidelines like we was scoutin so let me tell you bout it x2.
Verse 1. This shit came from my soul a whole lot of feelings and pain I had to consul shit that I had to let got I couldn’t even call you when we was on the road we didn’t have no dough (money), we was trying to get a roll on no toilet paper calling on my plug he said he would call me later praying everyday that we would get better and we couldn’t working everyday like I shouldn’t.
Verse 2. Yea so let me tell you this vacuum seal (weed) on my body yea it’s smell proof I can’t tell you about the things that I had went through cause if you get to the places I had to get to you wouldn’t get through, you wouldn’t understand when I needed help they gave me the underhand not a overhand like they was trying to pitch you couldn’t show me the things I needed wasn’t trying to give.