Exile to Extacy Lyrics

Been a badass kid since I was in some Diapers I hit the 5 yard, all my Neighbors they were

Lifers, for years I was living with Lions and tigers, so fuck a record Deal, I'm too real

Only rappin for a couple years, then I'm trying to chill, cause the last time I signed a deal

It was with the state, first plea, Bargain came at me with nothing Less than 8, court appointed

Lawyer told him get the fuck up out My face, my daddy killed a couple People, now he doing all

Day, shit crazy when you live in that Reality, on the yard I was chilling With one of the OG's

He looked around said, this is all I'm Ever gonna see, and it hurt me to my Chest

Now I'm rolling down Thomas Road Smokin on the best, they call me Murda, cause I'm so fuckin

West, shooters in my whip, don't Approach me too quick, we pop a Clip and leave you slump

Always reppin where I'm from, in The hood, in the slum, all this heat Like a Phoenix Sun

My name buzzin in these streets, Now they hear me comin, went Through so much pain

Now my new life I'm lovin, I was Livin in a cell, now I'm livin very Well

Let her cuff me like a cop for one Night, then I'm makin bail, as I hop Back to the

Vale, hot bed of clientele, tick tock Another sale, can't stop clockin all My mail, in that

West, PHX, when you wrap a hunnit Pounds you break a little sweat, sellin Jerseys, doin verses

Trying to break these family curses, Now I'm coming up and they like, Fuck that homie Murda

But my new life I relish, daughter Told me last week, mama really Jealous, my intentions never

Malice, I'm just vibin in the booth, Thinkin of my homies in the pen still Drinkin hooch

That was 10 months ago, workin Now and shootin hoops, take a look Now, just don't fucking hate

Glock 28, spray, where these haters Populate, 38, special, keep all day, Stay trappin

Dollars generate, surgeon with the Mic, AK on oscillate, left to right, Spray the crowd

When the opposition congregate, She wanna down,vato hood Credentials and tattoos up on

His face, bitches wanna fuck, just Because I serenade and push weight, That's right

MaryVale raised I'm the hook, not The bait, PO said I can't leave the Fuckin state, I'm a felon so I

Can't even vote, Cadillac on a Hundred spoke, all my homie Aces, And you got a whole gang full of

Jokes, I did my time, now its about What I say inside my rhyme, rap About the pen a lot, but I'm

Tryna take it out my mind, can't Even fuck with you, if you never Shot a nine or sold a block

Or a kilo or popped a Glock, so try And top it, and tell me what's Hanninin and I keep it poppin

Always got my hood crackin, man I'm nothing nice, I fucked her five Times but I only seen

Her twice, now I'm shootin dice, my Number ten, watch me roll a double Five, I'm breaking all

These lames, my lifes about to Change, I tighten up my Nikes cause I'm runnin through this rap

Game, and I just let my nuts hang, Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta