The Truth About Me
When you are telling folks about my life
I don't want you to add nothing
I don't want you to take nothing away
I just want you to tell it
Just like this here
You heard me
Since the tender age
I been running wild
I seen all those things
You don't show to a child
It wasn't love I was missing, and Allah knows
My folks cared for me
I had a stubborn ass attitude, did what I wanna do
And y'all couldn't talk to me
Tried often the strait and narrow
But every time I would stumble and fall
Fell so hard one time I ****ed around and stayed down
I don't wanna try no more
I was getting a little older
Those mistakes were a part of my life
And my only regret is that I only get one chance to get it right
I caused more unnecessary stress to my mama than the world allows
Old father of mine
I had once upon a time
We didn't spoke in a while
Life's been hard on me
But I found a way to keep standing it
And holding on
Pressing on, good Allah Almighty
Standing in jail someday I'll break the monotony
Cause Reda wasn't doing that well
And I can behold a way that the world christened me
If anybody give a damn to know
What really went on in my life I would wrote a song
Man I was just one of the ones
That always wounded up in the midst of something
Stayed in trouble if I won't ****in' up
I love to bring the pain
Growing up in Tetouan, and Amsterdam, outside of Maroc
I'm on the winning side now
When this whole life decided to give me just a little more hope
You can call it a bootleg just as long as you can get it
Whatever...just understand me...
give you all the help you need, cause he is the almighty!!!!
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