About My Life Lyrics

Up on the west, big shit hit his neck, you can catch me in a hoopie

But I'm clutchin' onna tec, this a story about the trenches, bitch we up and we next

Up on the west, big shit hit his neck, you can catch me in a hoopie

But I'm clutchin' onna tec, this a story about the trenches, bitch we up and we next

This a story about my life, roll a 7 pay the price

If you really talkin' crazy, lil' nigga we can fight

You can catch me on the six, with a blick with a dick

But I heard he was a bitch, RIP, my baby za3,

You can catch me with a k, matter fact with some k's

Where I'm from, they don't care how you come

Ain't my fault your baby mama, swear she always having fun

You niggas acting like these bitches, use the same gun in you're pictures

Always flexing all them 20s heard your nigga, he was tellin'

Was finna fuck your little bitch, but I heard that she was smelling

Sorry mama, you said to keep me out of drama, but I'm always in my thoughts

So I'm always chasing commas, so I was chillin' in the six

Met this bitch up in the zoo, so I was all up in the doonies

We was chillin' in the coupe, but I swear she was delu'

Maybe she a little crazy in the head, but fuck it fool

But she was all up in her head, I seen the way that she would move

But fuck it shit, I'm always stacking all my chips

Yo' ass was stressin on a bitch, when she was sucking on some dick

But let me tell you how it is, never ever, ever chase a ho

You need to leave her in the ditch I told my nigga, why you stressin'?

You gotta think like, fuck it shit, long as you alive and got your people

Stack your shit, but she was fucking with my vibe

I told her I'm always on a grind But I'm always on the phone, I hear a ring like, fuck my time

Up on the west, big shit hit his neck, you can catch me in a hoopie

But I'm clutchin' onna tec, this a story about the trenches, bitch we up and we next

Where I'm from, they don't care how you come

Ain't my fault your baby mama, swear she always having fun

You niggas acting like these bitches, use the same gun in you're pictures

Always flexing all them 20s heard your nigga, he was tellin'

Was finna fuck your little bitch, but I heard that she was smelling

Sorry mama, you said to keep me out of drama, but I'm always in my thoughts

So I'm always chasing commas, so I was chillin' in the six

Met this bitch up in the zoo, so I was all up in the doonies

We was chillin' in the coupe, but I swear she was delu'

Maybe she a little crazy in the head, but fuck it fool

But fuck it shit, I'm always stacking all my chips

Yo' ass was stressin on a bitch, when she was sucking on some dick

So I was all up in the doonies, we was chillin' in the coupe, but I swear she was delu'

Maybe she a little crazy in the head, but fuck it fool