My Life

Okay

Don't do kill me my sleepy ** ** **

Two blocks

** shut the ** up

** dogs on these bucks and

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** you **

And I'm grinding until I'm tired of this

You ain't grinding until you die

So I'm grinding with my eyes wide

Looking to find a way through the day

A life of the night

Dear lord you took so many of my people

I'm just wondering why you

Where I'm taking my life my life my life

I ain't put the hell in my head you a bite

** I do numbers

Take me away from thehood like a state penitentiary

Take me away from the hood and the casket or bentley

Take me away like I overdosed on **

Or take me away like a bullet from kurt co

Pain suicide from a windy city

Like do or die from a block

Close to when biggie was crucified that was brooklyn's

Jesus shot for no ** reason

And you wonder why kanye where's jesus pieces

Cause that's jesus people and game he's the equal

Hated on so much passion the christ needs

Sequel yeah

Like rockefeller need a sequel

Like I needed my father but he needed a needle

I need some meditation so I can leave my people

They asking why why the john lennon lee the beatles

And why every hood ** feed off evil

Answer my question for this bullet lead is dead

Stay grinding until I'm tired of this

You ain't grinding until you die

So I'm grinding with my eyes wide

Looking to find a way through the day

A life of the night dear lord

You took so many of my people

I'm just wondering why you ever take my life

My life my life

Put in the mind your life

My life we are not the same

I am a martian

So approach my phantom doors with caution

You see them twenty four spinning iburned them

And I ain't no preacher but here's my eric sermon

So eat this black music and tell me how it tastes now

And ** jesse jackson cause it ain't about race now

Sometimes I think about my life with my face damn

Then I see my sons and put on that kind yea smile

Damn I know it's mama proud

And since you help me sell my dream

We can share my mama now

And like mj b

No more drama now living a good life

Me and common on common ground

I spit crack and ** could drive it out of town

Got a chris paul mine state I'm never out of bounds

My life used to be empty like a glock without a round

Now my life full like a chopper with a thousand racks

Grinding till I'm tired of this

You ain't grinding until you die

So I'm grinding with my eyes wide

Looking to find a way through the day

A life of the night

Dear lord you took so many of my people

I'm just wondering whyyou ever take my life

My life my life like what the hell am I doing about

Who brings walk through the gates of hell

See my impala parked in front with the high

Games on me and the devil shane chronic blunts

Listening to the chronic album

Playing backwards

Shooting that pictures of diamonds for target practice

My mind ** up so I cover it with a raider hood

I'm from the city that made you

** afraid to show

Made my grandmother pray for good

It never made her happy

But I bet that new mercedes could

Ain't no bars but ** can't escape

And it took so many of my **

That I should hate the hood

But it's real ** like me that make the hood

Riding slow in that phantom just the way I should

With the top back and my socks hat

I'm paid for the ** alpo couldn't stop that

Even if they brought the ** pot back

I still keep this ** head

And I'm grinding till I'm tired of this

You ain't grinding till I'm tired

So I'm grinding on a Thursday night

Look and I find a way through the day

A life for the night

Dear lord you into real

Grind on my

People I'm just wondering what I would take

My life my life my life like