Remembering when I was a lil girl - performing in my living room like It was in front of the world
thinkin about the time I was 6yrs old beggin my mom, to let me sing on the stage, karaoke restaurant!
And she let me do it too... That was a taste of what my life was gonna add up too

I kept at it, got some lessons, got big headed, the deal never came and my big head got deflated... I got aquatinted with that humble pie and ate it
As time went on I perfected my craft -
As time went on I started to noticing ppl would laugh

Aren't u that girl who' had the fire? Here u need some pants?
get out my face w that charity %#@!, i don't deal well w that
I didn't let it stop me cz failure was not an option

failure was for the people who said I'd never make it outta here
so how's it feel? To kno I traded walking in my graduation - for red carpets and acceptance speeches


Everybody has a stori
Everybody has they own stori


Dear everyone who ever doubted that i would amount To more than I'm about
And u can bet everything on it that I'm gonna gunn it And I'm gonna wild the fkk out like
I found out I just had a hour to live, u kno Im fulfillin the rest of my list, get it all done 'fore gravity fails us - n we float into the abyss -but ima keep comin n comin n comin

Cz I'm a tornado that's nowhere near done and -i can attest it- cz I kno the rest is unparalleled to everything u been offering n kno that
I'd rather be crazy than boring -id rather be broke than have to be whoring - id rather have everyone know me for being a rapper, than hear someone else's stori
Remember the time I decided to shine and sang on a dare in front of the mall? Only to find they wanted my money - it was a scam, no love at all

that was the first of many disappointments in the industry - my journey's been a long one and the memories are fond to me
even when I think about all the promises that are owed to me
I cant even find a $#&@ to give and no I wouldn't change a thing

It's a funny thing, how this money thing - can make u feel a certain way, I know it's troubling...

Everybody has a stori

Everybody has they own stori

Movin along, song after song, people around me starting to think that I'm delusional

the ones who knew what it was saw that I was gonna get it all
Now everytime they seem me They yellin out "Hey! They're goes the Trill Queen!!"
Thinkin bout where I'm goin n where I been

Been a long long time long time comin
And every now and then - I think about the time when
I used to use my 4track thinkin I was the %#@!

Working the coat check at the palm slippin my cd to anyone that mattered or anyone that'll have it
I just knew when they heard me it be a wrap, and if they saw what I was workin with it even be more over than that!
it's not like I woke up and said pass me the mic I wanna rap...

Cz what's lamer than that ?
How u gonna be mad, off the fact that I can, u just pissed off that I found something that I love that pays out the $#&@in $$#


Everybody has a stori
Everybody has they own stori