The Truest Story Part. 2 by ERREON Lyrics
The Truest Story Part. 2
Verse 1 [Erreon Lee]
I’m at battle with self, I don’t battle for belts
I just battle the pen, it has a mind of itself
I’m in the courtroom prayin’ for my nigga
Prosecutor pointing at em, yellin’ he a killa
The man made a mistake, jury game em 25 years
Left the courthouse, shed 25 tears
Damn, man this shit it got me fed up
Got a letter from him and he say he got his head up
I can’t forget Montana
My cousin comin’ home soon, go and get the candles
It’s kinda crazy what we be takin’ for granted
I guess it ain’t important to us when the shit is handed out
I’m just tryna be the voice of the common man
May these words take ya hand into the promise land
I promise man, I’m givin’ what they can feel
And I solemnly swear that ima keep it real
Verse 2 [Erreon Lee]
I ran into this cool chick, that I went to school wit
Seen her up in kfc pushin’ a broom stick
She said hey e? I’m in love wit ya mixtape
I said “you listen to me?” she said ya shits great!
I said shit thanks, so what’s up wit you
She told me the potential in her, she didn’t live up to
I said what you mean? I grabbed a seat and listened
She said she had a dream, and a vision but she quit it
Now she thinking of strippin’, but not to pay tuition
She just need the digits, she laid it out and admitted
24 couple kids, got a little bigger
Now her self esteem low like her bank figure
She wanna be a chef, but she say her life a mess
I just wanna see her blessed, hate to see her stress
I got an idea, we gon take her higher
Need a chef for my restaurant and guess who ima hire yes Sir
Verse 1 [Erreon Lee]
I’m at battle with self, I don’t battle for belts
I just battle the pen, it has a mind of itself
I’m in the courtroom prayin’ for my nigga
Prosecutor pointing at em, yellin’ he a killa
The man made a mistake, jury game em 25 years
Left the courthouse, shed 25 tears
Damn, man this shit it got me fed up
Got a letter from him and he say he got his head up
I can’t forget Montana
My cousin comin’ home soon, go and get the candles
It’s kinda crazy what we be takin’ for granted
I guess it ain’t important to us when the shit is handed out
I’m just tryna be the voice of the common man
May these words take ya hand into the promise land
I promise man, I’m givin’ what they can feel
And I solemnly swear that ima keep it real
Verse 2 [Erreon Lee]
I ran into this cool chick, that I went to school wit
Seen her up in kfc pushin’ a broom stick
She said hey e? I’m in love wit ya mixtape
I said “you listen to me?” she said ya shits great!
I said shit thanks, so what’s up wit you
She told me the potential in her, she didn’t live up to
I said what you mean? I grabbed a seat and listened
She said she had a dream, and a vision but she quit it
Now she thinking of strippin’, but not to pay tuition
She just need the digits, she laid it out and admitted
24 couple kids, got a little bigger
Now her self esteem low like her bank figure
She wanna be a chef, but she say her life a mess
I just wanna see her blessed, hate to see her stress
I got an idea, we gon take her higher
Need a chef for my restaurant and guess who ima hire yes Sir