To Make A Long Story Longer(feat. Jonwayne) (Explicit) - Evidence/Jonwayne

Written by：Evidence/Jonwayne

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To make a long story longer

Yo there s a time and place for everything so let me start the narrative

I think that I'm the best but I ain t here comparing arrogance

Apparently you're scared and only acting insecurely

Some overcome their fear the ones that don't the ones that worry me

I ll only make it if I do for self

It s a shame what another man ll do for his wealth

The whooping from a belt probably did me good

Made me look at the rich like I'm robin hood

I started rapping like rage and got robin good

From the west side mobbing out to holly wood

Once the streetlights are on I guess I probably should

Make my way back home way before platform

I was coming up quick without a pop in the mix

And I ain t talking bout sound my pops and I had a split

Self taught to be a man I learned how to behave

Cut my teeth at Venice beach and had a few close shaves

Been a lot of places when I stare at the map

But never been to therapy for me that's rap

I ain't tryna save the world won't continue to spend

Just the people standing on it gonna pay for our sins

Being concerned with them ends is why I write in the cold

And I ve been righting all my wrongs while I write in the cold

Got the f**k outta dodge and saw the world unfold

Origami in my palm and leave my girls untold for real

To make a long story longer

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To make a long story longer

It was 10 years ago when I took my momma s laptop

Bootlegged a copy of fruity loops to get famous

Spent five years making bullshit

Ripping innocence like a culprit

Dipping in my memory series play it again sam

Rap game rum ham

If you say he different then I ll slap you with my c* m hand

Rookie to be master laps of raps over a ghetto blaster

Dapper when I'm macing fatter when I'm tracking

And she said like you I'm only good as my back ends

I'm no slouch whether or not it s rain fallin or no clouds

If only just to make your boy so proud

I ma tell you when to go now ghost ride it

My third eye ghostwrite it

I don't fight it cause that's where my flow is so tightest

But I ve been tight since hair was like bo bice

I was in the cut like scissors with no dykes

Winning like chicken dinners and grinning like I ve been sinning

Rocking that tit glitter

And if you're mad at what we re doing then you've been bitter

Body forbid my heart is a martyr longevity my alma mater

An honor to create until I'm a goner

To make a long story longer