Fivio Foreign – Story Time Lyrics

Fivio Foreign Story Time Lyrics

[Intro]

Huh

[Verse]

Let me tell a little sad story about this young boy, grew up, no pops in the crib

That nigga momma workin’ so she couldn’t really show him no love when he was a kid (AyoAA)

He didn’t even mean to do that incident

He was only eighteen when he got caught that bid

He in and out of jail, he ain’t know how to move

He ain’t know how to fight, he ain’t know how to lose

He walked in the spot (Spot)

They told him, “Strip, cough, squat” (Uh)

The C.O. just told him that this is procedure but he knew in his mind that he was doin’ a lot

He had to figure it out and then learn all the rules and then follow them, like it or not

He caught a new charge ’cause he had a little weed

Tryna sneak this shit in, it was right in his sock

Yeah, they had him intake for like a week

They hate his guts, they think he killed police

Inmate is super cold with the AC

They ain’t give him no blanket, they ain’t give him no sheets

They put him in a cell with a dirty ass sink

He couldn’t think, he couldn’t sleep

They gave him no soap to wash his ass

They ain’t give him no toothpaste to brush his teeth (Look)

He ain’t know why they keep botherin’ him, he was kinda scared, ain’t wanna argue with him

Pacin’ back and forth, they keep on followin’ him

Couldn’t take it no more, and he finally hit him (Yeah, look)

The C.O. done hit the button and they come and they helpin’ him and run in and crack his ass

He just took a beatin’ and unleashed the demon

He lookin’ to grillin’ and actin’ bad

He ain’t never been locked up before but he made up his mind

He like, “Fuck it, if this how it start”

They couldn’t count him out ’cause anybody who know lil’ homie, know lil’ homie got heart

He gon’ adapt to his habitat, even if his habitat get dark (Uh)

He was a lil’ fish when he jumped in the water

And then he grew into a shark (Then he grew into a shark)

Two years later (Uh), nine fights in, he found his religion

He started workin’ out, takin’ food, soups, and respect ’cause this shit wasn’t given

He wanted more for his life, he was sittin’ in jail every night and his life wasn’t hittin’ (Life wasn’t hittin’)

And his life wasn’t hittin’ (His life wasn’t hittin’)

And his life wasn’t, look (Nah)

Two years, he fought the case and he ain’t worry ’bout it

In his mind he knew he ain’t losin’

He got a paid lawyer, that’s a good lawyer

And that lawyer do know what he doin’

They wanna take it to trial, so he take it to trial

But that little nigga goin’ through it (Huh)

He was just holdin’ it down for his mans ’cause he wasn’t the one that was doin’ the shootin’ (Bow)

He didn’t cop out to this damn lie, call home and found out his man died

He looked up the sky like, “Damn, why?”

‘Cause he’s locked in the cell and he can’t slide

All hell break lose when that man cry, you can see the demon in his damn eyes

That nigga a vampire, hah (Bow)

If he want you dead, then it’s verified (Bow)

And he went back in his cell and he thought to himself like, “Damn, I feel a lil’ stupid”

He got a big gun in the crib but he’s stuck in the jam and he can’t even use it

He want a re-trial and take back everything that he said ’cause he know he ain’t do it

Lil’ homie a real nigga, he done made a decision already and he stickin’ to it

Uh, yeah, he stickin’ to it, uh

[Outro]

Yeah, huh

Yeah, uh

Fivi, back, look