Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Lean Story, artist - Murs.
Date of issue: 15.03.2018
Song language: English
A Lean Story |
It was the year 2000 when I first sipped lean |
My homie from D-town put me on the scene |
This was way back, before it was a big thing |
Before every rapper was a fucking dope fiend |
My little brother went to PV, he put me up on that DJ Screw n' Pimp C |
He was still free at the time, I was on tour with the legends tryna shine |
I hit the club, looking for the plug |
I was down deep in tryna find this new drug |
Met this dude, said he’s from the northside |
Said he knew a spot and he would give me a ride |
Didn’t think twice, he said that he was a fan |
And I would do anything to get up out the van |
Fifteen seater we was rolling ten deep |
And I was sittin' bitch so I couldn’t get sleep |
I heard codeine was the thing to make you pass out |
Got to the spot, he told me pull the cash out |
I asked how much, he told me forty bucks |
He came back with a baby food jar (what the fuck) |
He said it was a deuce, I mixed it with the soda or I mix it with some juice |
He just laughed and he told me be patient |
Bent the corner, we was at the gas station |
Got some ice in a styrofoam cup |
A can of orange soda, it was time to grow up |
I started sippin', headed back to the show |
'Bout the time I hit the stage, everything was movin' slow |
The front row was lit, the show was super thick |
I walked straight to the edge of the stage and then I slipped |
The rest of the show went on without a hitch |
When it was over, I was sober, I was looking for a chick |
Walking through the crowd, hey yo where is at? |
Staring at this chick, she started staring at me back |
Before I got the chance to go and start flirting |
This bitch nigga stepped on my Jordan thirteens |
I kept them on ice, since 1998 |
Just looked down and chuckled, then he laughed to my face |
Laughed because I fell off the stage, he had jokes |
So I knocked his ass out in front of all of his folks |
Fucked around, out of town, and I couldn’t got smoke |
But sometimes it’s like «fuck it», you gotta go for broke |
One of his homies stepped up and got knocked out clean |
While the dude who took me earlier to go and get the lean |
Didn’t make a scene |
We pushed it to the car |
Then headed to the spot, and we copped another jar |
This time we bought a pipe, 'cause I owed them that |
When people show you love, you always show it back |