Artist: Sean McGee f/ Duval, Lil Man, Trina
Album:  My Life, My Love, My Story (Mixtape)
Song:   My Story (Remix)
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

[Verse 1: Trina]
Damn these haters keep watching me
want to know what I eat where I live where I sleep
who I'm crushing damn you nosey
mind your own business cause you don't know me
All you want to do is run your mouth
Want to know the T bout the queen of the south
Ghetto 5th album about to come out
and I'm going to make sure these chicks feel my drought
So I'm going to bang these hoes show them who's boss
I paid my dues and I paid the cost
Ya'll keep on hating cause I ain't never lost
See I pull mine too I'm the boss...
hi hi hi hi hater bye bye bye bye hater
smile when you see me but I know you don't like me
cause you you you's a hater

[Verse 2: Lil Man] + (Duvall)
Duvall born and raised I pray for better days
please help me lord I need to make a change
I'm stressing kind of hard I need a brand new start
lil man from Duvall now Sean

[Chorus: Sean McGee]
Look me in my eyes and try to feel my pain
Do you know how it feels to be left out in the rain?
Each and every day there's someone judging me
Worried about my life and how I live in these streets

[Bridge: Sean McGee]
Every day I wake up got a hundred different haters
Trying to keep this paper
Stacks look like elevators {elevators}
But no one really wants to hear my story {my story}
That's why I'm all alone, there's no one here for me

[Chorus x2: Sean McGee]
Look me in my eyes and try to feel my pain
Do you know how it feels to be left out in the rain?
Each and every day there's someone judging me
Worried about my life and how I live in these streets

[Verse 3: Sean McGee]
I got no place to go
I'm living on a hope
And no one really knows
What the hell is going on
How I feel inside, feelings I try to hide {ooh}
My daddy don't know, my momma don't care
It don't matter if I'm here, it don't matter if I'm there
So what I'm supposed to do in this cold cruel world

[Chorus x2: Sean McGee]
Look me in my eyes and try to feel my pain
Do you know how it feels to be left out in the rain?
Each and every day there's someone judging me
Worried about my life and how I live in these streets

[Bridge: Sean McGee]
Every day I wake up, got a hundred different haters
Trying to get this paper, stacks look like elevators
But no one really wants to hear my story
That's why I'm all alone, there's no one here for me

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oooh
Haters, elevators
My Story