My Life

{talking



Drop that shit



(yeah)....(my life)



It's a fucked up feelin to be fuckin discussed (discussed)



Busted (busted)



I want you to look eye-to-eye with this baby



Gotta keep ya head up cuz it's droppin



? have some under the table (I am a soldier)



Check it (check it know what I mean)



(check it)







[Verse 1]



Take a look into my life it's messed up



My sister's on that dope man she stayed geeked up



My baby mamma screamin she don't want me to die



Got tears in her eye



But I just wonder why



Cuz if I gots to die I gots to go, I ain't scared



With one up in my chest but two to my head



But don't kill my son because my son is all I got



And there's a very reason why the brothers slang rocks



My mutha wants to know why our son sells crack



I tell her (?) to put clothes on my back



And I don't give a fuck because the thug is in my blood



A there's a reason why I give my neighbor so much luv



My sister always screamin "Real boy you needs to chill"



But she don't understand I gots to play my bill



My girl works a job that pays 5 a fuckin hour



We needed more a dollars so I started slangin powder



I used to see my homies on the block gettin money



It just start (?) and shit and I was lookin bummy



But hey I ain't no dumby nigga I knew somethin was wrong



(?) my nigga to sit there, you couldn't pay (?)



He taught me to run this game and how to make a quick cash



He gave me what I need shiiit four and a half



A (?) and a do' just to get the truck crunk



I started drinkin gin and started smokin blunts



A .9 millimeter was the gun that I packed



But For-ty years-old and now on the gat



I used to hit the school yard fightin for dem lays



Rid my cousin's Chevy ridin Daytna-days



Think I'm livin the life..







{Talking



You see I can be (?).



(I wanna change)



But not by man.



(but how?)



Only by God.



(what you think of dis game?)



So all these niggas that's jealous man.



I'm takin the bitches myself.



(life is all fucked up man cuz



of the way they got us livin)



You can look and tell I'z if dey d'ere. (ain't nobody give this shit)



(You gotta work for it)



(You gotta earn it)



The main nigga, the rebel



(You gotta arrent change)



Black Keano



(You gotta wanna feel)



(You gotta wanna be real)



The shits real.







[Verse 2]



There's nothin (?) ain'ta damn thang changed



I'm true to da game



So I'm still pushin 'caine



The lumps but nigga back to these wicked drug traves



The tears in my eyes, got slugs on my face



I just bought a house and move the fuck up out da hood



My niggas, they ain't jealous, it's all fuckin good



Cuz even out da hood, I got the crazy contell



And when them hoes see me they be straight holla real



When I don't get ahigh-five I just throw up that peace sign



And go bout my bizness tryin to stay down for mine



Cuz some of these hoes they be actin like they nice'n



Fool you take it back and quit your bitches turn trifflin'



Try to set a nigga'up, death for his meals



And don't give a damn about a slayer gettin killed



And see you wit your Dallas so they figure that you're on



And when they get their partnas quick to invate your home



But not a thang to me I stay strapped with my heat



Adiquate, then tear a hoe, bitch gimme 10 feet



Cuz a the niggas in my hood be actin like da stars



From in red Beamers,(?) big cars



They can look at my life..







{talking



Ha



Imagine this



No more tears for my momma



And no more pain from the drama



That's what I wanna give



That's the life I wanna live



I mean I'm just strought..



(damn this shit!)



You know what I'm sayin



(I wanna change)



..from the streets they hard



(I wanna get out the game)



My lil son got scars



(this shit hectic)



You know what I'm sayin



(I mean, everythang gotta be respected)



The homeboys ride big bars



I wanna change



I wanna do my thang



(check it! check it!)



But how?...







[Verse 3]



If I change my life tonight



Make it right



Hell naw, I got ta strike



If I wanna live tight



Plus ah..we takin over..this whole town



And if you happen to bump into me or my crew nigga bown down



They ask me why I'm so heartless



Or even start this



I say these streets



and this heat



keeps my mind deep..thinkin



Of another plot (damn!)



Damn I (?) off the heel gotta wait for dem walks



I close shop



and earn 2 g's with this Mary Jane



The patty way is talkin bout closin dump me and Caine



It seems a niggas on the run



And when I'm clutchin my gun



If I ain't the one



Then why the Fedz



come touch my momz



I'm bout them AK guns and drugs



but she don't sho' her luv



If they ain't poppin out no slugs



Leave'm 'lone, God gon' judge



They know



just keep it real



And for your steel



We know this shit we do as (?)



But who gon' change the tone



And make a safe affect (?)



You see these streets at night



We told your block



and keep it cocked



and save your fuckin life



What about these niggas ridin Chevy chrome D's bank roll



Lookin swoll



Get jacked if they sendin pair'a own



All though



I know it's hard to keep it to open your eyes



And take a look at how we live and how we fuckin survive



Look at tha crock



I want to ball ten from the bank



You give em ten (?) sell em tons of dank



But you don't trust me and I know you don't like my kind



You out there stealin



We killin n dealin and givin out all that time



Some that's trapped have no choice they got to fuckin bust



If I only rob and only roll then my familys crushed



Gimme a job, 5 an hour sayin "this shit gon' work"



(?) she havin a baby I wanna why tha (?)



You ridin Lex



Doin your best and you play me soft



That's why my boys tote them glocks and break em off



So all ya'll thugs



Sho' no luv



And slang those drugs



And if a nigga try'ta bust slang those fuckin slugs



Cuz everybody got there own thang to try n make it



Foo, we let em hem you up, yeah your life to take it



They say the tommy (?) all this shit



I'm lookin good off in these hoodies and these Nike kicks



Is it my destiny to make a chance to fuck it to fail



Or take a look all at my life, look at the way I go is hell