My Life Lyrics

And its like, shit

I really

I really don't even be wanting to let people too much in my shit

Ya feel me

Cause I already know, we ain't

We ain't really gonna see eye to eye, ya feel me

Shit, the way my life set up

The way I been maneuvering and stepping

Ya feel me

I already know

You ain't gon be able to put yourself in my shoes

And see shit the way I see it

3.5s, backwoods, back porches

Young niggas, tryna get high

Knowing we couldn't afford it, ay

Niggas was in PE, I wasn't tryna catch and play

I done sat on three Ps, smoking tryna catch a play

Middle school, I watched my shoebox fill up with dollar bills

Young nigga, beating on twenty five

I'm bout a dollar still

Momma hated all that dumb ass shit that I was on

Trying to lock a nigga down, I'm like wait til I get grown

I ain't fuck with school

She had told me boy you don't even know

Cant even lie, life had had me blinded, I couldn't even see

I was crashing out, I had to stop and I ain't even peep

I had lost hope, in the mirror, but it ain't me, ay

I just sit down in my thinking chair like Steve

Like, where the fuck I could've been

I done seen that cell, can you imagine being in the pen?

What if I ain't get off, imagine my name being in the wind

I ain't been on papers since, like twenty seventeen, that's mean

So that's like two hundred fifty weeks that I been on the green

Nowadays, bitch get like two weeks and she cut off the team

Bro turn to a giant, he trying to stalk em when he off a bean

Prada sneaks, you bought all that shit

She out there with her ratchet ass friends

All that tricking, you done lost the lead

We all trying to score

Play your part and you can ball with me

Trying to put my life right in a song, that shit an art for me

Ay, this shit an art for me man

Nigga really be trying to put my life in this shit

Cause it ain't too many niggas that get this shit

You know what i'm saying

Ain't too many niggas really done took that risk

Sat in them chairs I done sat in, ya feel me

So, I'm really trying to spin this shit so a nigga can get it

Ya feel me

Niggas really can't relate to this shit

You know what i'm sayin

Be a real nigga, what it cost you

Ever had a real bag, fucked it up and lost it

Get it in from 12 to 12, coming in exhausted

RP going straight to the head, i'm drinking out the faucet

Told em throw that ten pack, I don't care bout what it costed

We ain't running shit else through the air

Them crackas mossed it

We got hiding spots, they all over the whip

Them crackas salty

He can't get that P off in a week, that nigga faulty

I been doing numbers all night

Im acing all exams

All my dawgs brothers, we locked in

Just know we all the fam

Ever fall flat, you better know that you gon ball again

Bro say its really up to you

Shit, we gon haul em in

Yeah, shit

You know what I'm saying

It really ain't too much room on the side

So we just gon bring them bitches to the back

You know what I'm saying

It's like, what like a hundred of them bitches?

Shit, I ain't trying to do all that on front street

I don't know if a nigga ready to look at my life

You know what I'm saying

See what I see