Do they really want a true story? (Do they?)
Of me growing up in south Charlotte (Okay)
Take you the way down to Winget Park (Take you down)
Was throwing discs with my homie Charlie (Shoutout bro)
Dead end we grew up turned into the Garden (MSG)
Feel like Carmelo cause the way I'm balling
Homie went to Alaska because he joined the Army
Left me and his bro here it was so alarming
This about the time I was going right into college
Freshman year is right around the corner I can't acknowledge
Turned around said "Goodbye" to my Mama and she said to me "Son you'll be great now Go out and be free"
Do they really want a true story? (Do they?)
Of me growing up in south Charlotte (Okay)
Take you the way down to Winget Park (Take you down)
Was throwing discs with my homie Charlie
And I know times can get tough
And I know you ran out of love
And I know, and I know
That this can't last forever
(And I know times can get tough)
(And I know you ran out of love)
(And I know, and I know)
(That this can't last forever)
