The History

作曲：Scott Walker

作词：Christopher J Brown

Like crown like crown like crown

Like crown like crown haha yeah

Had to flip my style or bones was there

Y'all ** think this ** happened overnight

When I was on my grind y'all ** was out of sight

I was in school still tryna pass class

I was in the trap with an ounce of their glass

I remember days when I ain't even bathe

Living off a fast food serving all the j's

Making all the plays and I had to me

I was getting in when grams went for ten

No lie I been in this game for so long

Feel like I'm billion ** doing them so wrong

I'm way out of your league little buddy go home

Might let you eat on the block with my last ogone

Take it back when I was trapping off of four phones

Harry good lil ** then ** with nothing

But redbones hit the club put on ** it my bread

Long bottles of that remy and hit me right through

With hoes on

The young fly ** all the hoes on cost my ** in

My reputation like this long

Legendary in the streets ** ask around

Rap ** aside I was a ** that's a plot pounds

Paid the cost to be the boss told them keep the change

I'm a real ** man them ** lame

Real taught they ought to be ashamed

Acting like hoes and ** playing them silly games

I wearing circles round squares like a track meat

Before they push it back like a lexi

I'm allergic to courtrooms

Some call **s just to thought a being that cuffs

Got me nauseous

You ** pee on some on some ball

** how the ** I found my swag I never lost it

I was playing the cut

Just get my mind right

Waiting on the time to shine step in the limelight

Where it's right now

So here I am homie

Ain't nothing changed

Still wilding got the forty on me

Six years in the fed that was day at time

You had your chance to shine here cost a day at night

That's what it is man

A benz

I need I need a spit on this man

I think I'm let my ** cj do what he do man

Congrats if you're listening partaking in my greatness

If you was waiting on me excuse me for my lateness

Thank you for your patience

But I have been waiting ten years

Rapping now it's time to make your playlists

I am a list with no alias

Cj my initials

I ball like tennis groupies blow me like officials

I started from the bottom of the

Barrel with the monkeys

My raps about ** addictions carols for the junkies

I got dreams to fulfill

Goes to accomplish

Independent on my own

With no sponsors and love with the game

Piss that we cantaloupe come between mine and a **

Split your cantaloupe

I got no time to entertain your jokes

When all this positive feedback

Gas me up like texaco

They got the nerve to ask who the next to blow

And don't mention my name

Like I ain't present on an honor roll

I made the dean's list

Having conversations with the grim reaper

Sowin beats like a scene

Stress lames piss mad cause they can't hack it

We ain't even in the same league or the same bracket

But they ask where your mixtape back

We hear you saying you the illest

We waiting to rate that

Hold up y'all mean your waiting to hate that

Cause every event we perform

We collect fans like a state tax