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Data di rilascio: 22.03.2017
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
My Life |
Uh, yeah |
Uh, word |
Check it, look |
I grew up a screw up, why? Cause pops wasn’t around |
He ain’t get a chance to see me graduate in that gown |
Graduated outta eighth grade, went back to the streets |
Used to cry so much made it easy for me to sleep |
Mama tried but when I’m in the streets it’s making her weep |
Hold on, give me a second this shit finna get deep |
Went to school mad, now I’m locked up every week |
Mama tell me everyday, ain’t no love in the streets |
Feel like the world was after me, so I’m packing my heat |
Crimes scenes, burglaries, youngin' just tryna eat |
When they jumped off the porch, I was crossing the street |
I used to ask my self like why it happened to me |
Daddy was a heroin addict students laughing at me |
Ditchin' school smoking weed sitting up under the tree |
All the girls used to laugh when a nigga walked past until I started selling |
dope started working with cash |
I always had dreams of being a man, living life with a plan, instead I’m crying |
with this gun in my hand |
Why life gotta be so hard, but death is easy? Where I’m from you either take it |
or leave it |
What’s with all these babies having these kids? And nobody cares, |
but where I’m from that’s just the way that it is |
They killing our community but they ain’t taking it seriously |
Police steady killing kids, man we can’t even live |
Walk in my shoes and take a look at what I been through |
Fu-Fu-Fussin' and fightin' every month the rent due |
If that’s the struggle or not I gave up all that I got |
Ima get to the top whether you like it or not |
Remember cooking up the coke in a pot, couldn’t get a job |
Ima felony, so I had no choice but sell rocks |
And If you want something in life, gotta stand for it |
Got my mom a house and tell her she her own landlord |
I grew up in Chicago, where babies need food |
Teachers ain’t teaching so all the kids picking up tools |
Want me to tell you how I know, cause I was one of them dudes |
Just cause I ain’t finish school that don’t make me a fool |
A lot of people really never seen the struggle before |
They don’t know how the ball bounce or know how it roll |
Whatchu wanna live, platinum or gold? It’s just the life that I chose |
Me and my niggas used to wear the same clothes |
But now we hit the mall together and buy all of the stores |
Coming up man, |
Hear the beat and then I start to record, I’m living in the fast lane like I’m |
on fast forward. Uh |