Stoicville Lyrics - T Pain

Whoever thought a yungen' from a city full of rattle snakes 

Was ever gon' make it out the grass patch 

7 heels had me looking for a better deal 

A hood nigga I couldn't count on the Nasdaq 

Coming home from school, I had tears in my eyes 

They was picking on me and wouldn't give me my hat back 

Now I got enough hats to give away 

It's better days, I refuse to have flashbacks 

Nobody thought I knew what I was doing 

Nobody believes so nobody would walk me through it 

But nobody achieved what I achieved 

If only somebody could have just seen what I seen 

Said they praying for me, don't we all got needs 

'Til I walk in the room and they all just freeze 

And they all look relieved like shit 

If Faheem made it now we all got cheese, nah 

Homie that ain't the way it work 

Especially if you ain't even put in a day of work 

Now they going crazy cause I made it first 

See homie I just made it work 

It's a cold word, ask my old girl 

She feel my pain and I ain't even tryin' to make it hurt 

And my daddy proud of me 

But he got too much pride to say it out loud for me 

Got that keyboard off the road brought in the house for me 

He coming to my shows hanging in the crowd for me 

Man I still love my niggas 

The only thing that I ask is that they hold it down for me 

I still rep the 850 yeah 

I got it tatted on my arm, it ain't goin' nowhere 

But motherfuckers will say that you changed 

And they the ones that wouldn't last a day in this game 

Don't get me wrong I ain't saying I stayed the same 

But I guarantee that I will never succumb to the fame 

That's some bullshit, and y'all know that ain't me 

But I'd rather grow up than to stay eighteen 

Life goes on and hopfully only great things 

Travelling the world and seeing shit that I ain't seen 

Then one day I look at my reflection 

And realise how I been actin' and how I been dressing 

I realise I can make an impression 

But good Lord this is fuckin' depressin' 

And good lord I got some fuckin' questions 

I think it's time for some mo'fuckin' confessions 

Wake up call, wake up call 

My answer to every question was "fuck y'all" 

All I need is this 9-11 to fuck broads 

I just need to find a seven with enough flaws 

My last album ain't do numbers like I wanted to 

But that was God tryna ask me what I'm gonna do 

He said "I hate to put obstacles right in front of you 

But you gotta learn to get out of what you're goin' through" 

Hurdles got jumped, mountains got climbed 

Til' molly came and put a fuckin' wall up in my mind 

Now I'm in the crib trippin', complainin' and bitchin' 

That liqour go to hittin' I'm in here reminiscing 

How many niggas told me I was gonna fail 

Cause I got a list of niggas that can go to hell 

They feel like I owe 'em something cause they know me well 

Calling me a sellout cause I won't come back and smoke a L 

The same nigga that told me I had a hit 

Charged me 300 to put it up in his mix 

Now suicide lookin' better than hittin' the lick 

Cause the whole time they knew that I was livin' out my whip 

But now I see 'em, and I can't even take a it 

Cause he walk up to me ans say "boy I knew you was gon' make it 

And like motherfucker do you not just recall? 

I needed help and you just left me sittin' on my balls" 

That just wasn't the right life 

So I told a bullshit to have a nice life 

And all them girls yellin' at me from in front of the moon 

Like nigga how you just gonna go and get a white wife? 

Fuck you bitches, I did what I did 

Now I'm running round my mansion doing shit with my kids 

But now maybe my life is too sweet 

Like I woke up in that Bugatti and went right back to sleep 

Deep, I was dreaming, y'all niggas was scheming 

Like crabs up in the bucket but y'all just got defeated 

And all these bitches, all just want my semen 

The star collecting checks and ball up in the season 

But ain't nobody give a fuck when ain't nobody give a fuck 

Now they got they hand out asking me to give it up 

And everytime they ask me for something 

They say "Now you know that I ain't never asked you for nothin'" 

I got loss, I got loss 

Credit cards got swiped, money got tossed 

Hundred after hundred, dollar after dollar 

Drinking every kind of liquor then that molly got swallowed 

I know I fucked up cause I'm a grown man 

So now I'm thinking like my old man 

He said "You wanna make God laugh? 

Then look up in the sky and try and come up with your own plan" 

Now I see my niggas just want me to win 

But I won't have 'em if I keep disrespecting my friends 

They been through it, say they know the feel 

So all I need is a trip up to Stoicville 

Related 

26 Best Breakup Songs Of All Time 

Love Stinks, So Here Are 15 Anti-Valentine's Day Songs 

Watch Cardi B Join James Corden For Carpool Karaoke 

Photos