My Life

作曲：Karim Kharbouch,Robert Rihmeek Williams

The world is yours and everything in it

I'm gonna go get it

Ah mama couldn't save me

Daddy did so he couldn't raise me

I'm still tripping out them hoes that play me

Same ** running on me wanna have my baby

It's crazy and ** say they made me

Taking credit for my mama ** amaze me

How ** talking down when i'm not around

But every time i'm in a building

Not a sound

I lie my haters up and chop them down

That trap will have a ** dancing like he bobby brown

I'm wear respect that in my city even out of town

And i don't never touch my chain ** how that sound

How that look

We don't live by the book we just live by the code

Lot of ** got exposed when the fast came through

Never dropping names too

** said i changed up but i'm with the same clue

I was always told that get that money and remain

You

Never let these ** ** tell you what you can't do

Everytime they said i left devils when i came through

Range new thirty eight special when the flame blue

Just in case i got a flame you

What a feeling when the people try to frame you

Lock you in the cell when detain you

Rather die before i go

I work in hell like i'm jango

You ** want me dead everyday i wake up

Talking bout three o'clock i'm fed up

Here's enough here's enough

Street squad street squad

A new ** a new car

Her ** up i go hard

And here's a number

Here's a number

What's number what's number streets watch

If i ** her i'm brainless

She ** me she might get famous

She might get a chance to ride jet and drive rangers

Money had your closest friends turning into strangers

That dangerous ** shooting now aim with us

Shooting in the sky now you tryna hit the angels up

You ** tripping like you all dipping off for angel

Dust

And all these cubans round my neck getting tangled up

I only ** my bad ** that be trained to **

Five ** ten

** run a train on nuts

Looking at these rap ** they all lame as **

Mini skirt skinny jeans with the strangest cuts

I stick to the script switch like a stick on a shift

Early mornings in the kitchen

Like i'm whipping the grits

** i can score your ** with a flick of the wrist

Cause when that order mall flash

Like i'm flicking a **

Let's go ** want me dead every day i wake up

** the talking bout you ain't talking big

But here's enough here's enough

Here's enough here's enough

Street smart street smart ah a new ** a new car

Her ** up i go hard

And here's enough here's enough