still you doubted me lyrics – haystak

[intro]
represent, you act like this was the first time we done had to tell y’all
you can hear us though, you can hear us… in 4, 3, 2, 1

[verse 1]
i was born a b*st*rd, my mama was a baby
and she didn’t have the skills it would ever take to raise me
pops jumped ship and left us doin bad
i pretty much blame him for everything i never had
fall back cuz i remember i was always mad
constantly in trouble, i was always bad
used to whip my *ss for stealin and skippin cl*ss
just basically f*ckin up, they said i was nothing but a f*ck up
your f*ckin nuts, just wait and see
i can’t wait to make them eat that sh*t they talk bout me
i’m gonna make granny proud of me
be someone that i can be, proud to be
they ain’t gonna make no *ss out of me
how did we, overcome such obstacles and setbacks
they told me i was average but i just couldn’t accept that
let that, be those words carved in my headstone
ps you hatin m*th*f*ckas were dead wrong

[chorus x2]

told you m*th*f*ckas i won, i was gon do it
i was gon do it, still you doubted me… still you doubted me

[verse 2]
day turn to night, i paid the cost for the fame
i was drawn to the game like a moth to a flame
guess you could say i had a troublesome past
rememberin talkin to mama, talking through gl*ss
the look in her eye, boy i’m so sick of your *ss
you’re never gonna change, you’re just like your dad (d*mn!)
a look in her face that told me i was mistake
she wish she had never made, goes from back from in the day
what came from the grave, was a message she didn’t wanna hear
remember that trip from h*ll, well here’s your little souvenir
don’t drink no belvedere, i blow that killer smoke
i hit that volume b*tton and let them guerillas go
you didn’t know or see the growth through the concrete
makin million dollars merely speakin over drum beats
yes did, been telling you since i was a kid
and you was bonded, get on with that bullsh*t

[chorus x2]

[verse 3]
i rolled my eyes, as if to say f*ck all y’all
all i ever had was my m*th*f*ckin paw paw
my gramma, fed me catfish and coleslaw
i hit the weed then p*ss it to my road dog
i grip the steering wheel, i’m mashin gas pedal
b*tch, i’m gonna be here when the m*th*f*ckin dust settles
probably been off if i had just let go
i wonder where i’d be in life if i just said no
but life’s too short for me to ponder questions i’ll never answer
but why am i still smoking from all i’ve lost from cancer
at this point in life, all my worries are financial
and any losses that i have to take will be substantial
i’m not stopping because it’s not an option
get it straight, i’m not sweepin and not moppin
a m*th*f*ckin thing, you get that boss
and all that real job talk just p*ss stak off

[chorus x2]

/ haystak lyrics