Life Story
Black Rob feat. Cheryl Pepsii Riley & Racquel Lyrics
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The world ain't no different now
Never had a dime, my life a crime
Had me when I was nine, mom drunk off of wine
Ran with all kind her mind stayed wit the stupor
'Til a point she paid no mind to the supper
Stayed on the ground once and a while
First day of school never had nuttin' too style
Mister Colondre stressin' I ain't comin' in a while
It was a bummer, rocking the shit I rocked all summer
On the first day I was feeling some kind of way
And she wasn't trying to do nuttin'
You would think for the sake of the kids
She would enroll in school or somethin'
Now I know then was even harder
Especially for a single mother raising me with no father
Shit living up in this tenement, eating stale M and M's
Talking wild shit to Spanish immigrants
I speak in codes, man to severence
Always quiet than ben dichon to my madre
Even though she did nuttin' for me
Acknowledge me as I run down my life story
You don't know how crazy it is outside
I die inside, oh, I've cried, oh, I've cried
Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me?
Check the skit, nobody never gave me shit
If anything a nigga frame me and make me get
3 to 6 my first bid, no doubt up in Spofford
Had to be 12 son had to make a profit
Remembering robbed my moms wit no guilt
Eating pork and beans or corn flakes wit no milk
In school I smacked cats in a hurry
Moms didn't care she was getting drunk wit Mrs. Berry
On the first floor, I used to thirst for greenery
Picking pockets wit Seth and Jay from 106th Street
Yo fuck home, I'm tired of getting punched in my dome
Tired of this faggot ass nigga moan
That's when I started roaming, my hustling game is deep
Cats ya heard, ran from San Fran to Manhattan to Newburg
Notorious tell ya friends spread the word
Glorious my life story is absurd
You don't know how crazy it is outside
I die inside, oh, I've cried, oh, I've cried
Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me?
You don't know how crazy it is outside
I die inside, oh, I've cried, oh, I've cried
Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me?
Home from Elmira, got a little wider
I'm gonna keep it real still a scheme man conniver
Recognize the struggle I've it like a thug do
Hatred in my heart but inside I love you
See no matter what I will extend my arms to hug you
Knowing I am just like you, I am like the double
All I wanna know is how you pound me down
Yo this shit is real and you really jerked me around
But any way I am getting paid wit puff now
I can cop you a house I can send you some stuff now
So many levels jail take you
I appreciate jail because it made me appreciate you
I've been through fire and birth stone
Ised to be [unverified] not I cop the gem stone
I remembered when you rushed me
The time you said you should of flushed me
I forgive you ma trust me
You don't know how crazy it is outside
I die inside, oh, I've cried, oh, I've cried
Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me?
You don't know how crazy it is outside
I die inside, oh, I've cried, oh, I've cried
Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me?
You don't know how crazy it is outside
I die inside, oh, I've cried, oh, I've cried
Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me?
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The opening lines of Black Rob's Life Story song emphasize the fact that the world has not changed despite the changes he has gone through. The song is based on Black Rob's life story and the struggles he faced growing up. He narrates how his mother was an alcoholic who neglected him and how he had to survive on his own and engage in criminal activities to make ends meet.
The lyrics reveal how he was raised in poverty and crime, being exposed to violence early in life. He shares his experiences being in jail and the hardships of going through the criminal justice system. Despite the challenges he faced, Black Rob is grateful for life and appreciates the lessons he learned while enduring adversity.
The emotional part of the song is when Black Rob asks for forgiveness from his mother, whom he blames for his difficulties. He recognizes that his mother did the best she could with the circumstances she had, but he still has resentment for her. In the final verse, Black Rob lets his mother know that he has forgiven her, and he appreciates her.
Line by Line Meaning
The world ain't no different now
The world remains unchanged despite my life experiences
Never had a dime, my life a crime
I grew up poor and resorted to a life of crime to survive
Had me when I was nine, mom drunk off of wine
My mother gave birth to me when she was young and struggled with alcoholism
Ran with all kind her mind stayed wit the stupor
My mother associated with various people while under the influence of alcohol and drugs
'Til a point she paid no mind to the supper
My mother neglected her role as a provider for her child due to her addiction
Stay mad but stay fronting with smiles
I pretended to be happy despite my hardships
Stayed on the ground once and a while
I experienced moments of sadness and despair
First day of school never had nuttin' too style
I didn't have nice clothes on the first day of school
Mister Colondre stressin' I ain't comin' in a while
My teacher expressed concern about my attendance at school
It was a bummer, rocking the shit I rocked all summer
I wore the same clothing throughout the summer and was unhappy about it
On the first day I was feeling some kind of way
I felt a mix of emotions on the first day of school
And she wasn't trying to do nuttin'
My mother didn't try to improve our situation
You would think for the sake of the kids
It seems reasonable to assume that a parent would prioritize their child's well-being
She would enroll in school or somethin'
I wished my mother had taken steps to improve her life and ensure my education
Now I know then was even harder
Looking back, I understand that my mother faced significant challenges raising me alone
Especially for a single mother raising me with no father
It was particularly difficult for my mother to raise me without my father's support
Shit living up in this tenement, eating stale M and M's
We lived in poor conditions and had limited access to food
Talking wild shit to Spanish immigrants
I acted out by speaking disrespectfully to immigrants
I speak in codes, man to severence
I spoke in code to communicate with friends and avoid getting caught by authorities
Always quiet than ben dichon to my madre
I rarely spoke to my mother and kept my thoughts to myself
Even though she did nuttin' for me
Despite my mother's lack of support, I still love and respect her
Acknowledge me as I run down my life story
I recount my difficult life experiences in hopes of being heard and understood
Check the skit, nobody never gave me shit
I didn't receive help or support from anyone
If anything a nigga frame me and make me get
Others tried to blame me for their misdeeds and force me into dangerous situations
3 to 6 my first bid, no doubt up in Spofford
I served time in Spofford Juvenile Center for my first criminal offense
Had to be 12 son had to make a profit
I started hustling and making money at a young age
Remembering robbed my moms wit no guilt
I stole from my mother without feeling remorse
Eating pork and beans or corn flakes wit no milk
We often had limited food options and went without milk
In school I smacked cats in a hurry
I acted out in school and resorted to violence
Moms didn't care she was getting drunk wit Mrs. Berry
My mother neglected her responsibilities and spent time drinking with friends
On the first floor, I used to thirst for greenery
I wanted to escape my living situation and live in a nicer area
Picking pockets wit Seth and Jay from 106th Street
I engaged in pickpocketing with my friends from the neighborhood
Yo fuck home, I'm tired of getting punched in my dome
I was tired of being physically abused at home
Tired of this faggot ass nigga moan
I was frustrated with my mother's partner
That's when I started roaming, my hustling game is deep
I began to travel and expand my criminal enterprise
Cats ya heard, ran from San Fran to Manhattan to Newburg
I built connections with others in various cities and traveled between them
Notorious tell ya friends spread the word
My reputation as a criminal grew and others knew of my exploits
Glorious my life story is absurd
My life story is remarkable and full of unexpected events
Home from Elmira, got a little wider
I returned home from imprisonment with a new perspective
I'm gonna keep it real still a scheme man conniver
I still engage in dishonest practices to make money
Recognize the struggle I've it like a thug do
I understand the hardships of life and approach it like a gangster
Hatred in my heart but inside I love you
I have negative feelings towards my mother, but still love her
See no matter what I will extend my arms to hug you
Despite our difficulties, I am willing to embrace my mother
Knowing I am just like you, I am like the double
I understand that I share similarities with my mother and her struggles
All I wanna know is how you pound me down
I want to understand why my mother treated me poorly
Yo this shit is real and you really jerked me around
I express anger towards my mother for her neglect and mistreatment
But any way I am getting paid wit puff now
I now make money through my involvement with Puff Daddy
I can cop you a house I can send you some stuff now
I have the means to provide for my mother in ways I couldn't before
So many levels jail take you
Prison changes a person in many ways
I appreciate jail because it made me appreciate you
My time in prison gave me a newfound appreciation for my mother
I've been through fire and birth stone
I have faced extreme challenges and obstacles
Ised to be [unverified] not I cop the gem stone
I used to have nothing, but now I have valuable possessions
I remembered when you rushed me
I recall a time when my mother acted against my well-being
The time you said you should of flushed me
My mother expressed regret for my existence
I forgive you ma trust me
I am willing to let go of my anger and forgive my mother
You don't know how crazy it is outside
Life outside is unpredictable and dangerous
I die inside, oh, I've cried, oh, I've cried
I have experienced great emotional pain throughout my life
Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me?
I seek forgiveness from those who I have wronged in my life
Writer(s): N. Myrick, R. Ross, W. Garfield, C. Clay, H. Pierre, P. Neeley-rolle, J. Garfield
Contributed by Caleb R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.