My Life Lyrics

Nigga it's Goaty

I'm tweaking but thinking I'm crashing bout all of my

It's Goaty

I'm tweaking but thinking I'm crashing bout all of my Brothers

I don't even need me a reason

At first wasn't evil the streets

Made a young nigga cold so now I can't step without heater

But let's take it back

I'ma take it back to a jit when I wasn't thinking bout Licks

Still was in school I was standing on business

Turnt 17 I was thinking bout switches

But 6th grade I started taking from niggas

And 6th grade I started trappin' for chicken

They mad when you up but they ain't wanna listen

They thought I was tripping cause I had a vision

I got me a gun and next summer was drilling

I play like a joker cause I'm a real villain

Might laugh and I joke but I don't play when it's time

If you can't do time then don't do the crime

My brother a smile but he still a slime

You look in his eyes you can tell that he rob

And they think I be lacking but I got a Nine

Looks be deceiving I up it you die

If he was a demon how he up wit God ?

If he was a tweaker how he with his guys ?

You fold under pressure you not one of mine

You fold with a weapon you die for the lying

Four on the map I'm the heart of the slimes

Late night I trapped in the heart of the slums

I wanted a body but ain't have a gun

Me and Lo Trippin we cutting for blood

But stack so hard that you always be good

Cause the money express how my feelings really Should be

I wish I could go back and try for the little me

But fuck it I'm thuggin' and gettin' this paper

I jumped off the porch cause I hate havin' nathing

And even with nothin' I bet they still hatin'

These niggas be bogus gettin' on the gram fakin'

I turned to a man cause got tired of the playin

Told my momma watch cause her son got a plan

They said I couldn't do it but fuck what they sayin'

Cause watch when we rich I'ma turn up the fam

Stack it or starve that's the life that we in

But back in 14 pops was locked he had to do a bid

And I can't even lie In 16

I turned into the kid I'm trapping' and jackin' and Stackin' up all the chips

But Can't forget I was cuttin' grass

I was still a kid

In 19 I was fully in said

Fuck a sports this s**t ain't payin' me more than Bein' on the corner

Trapping and jackin' was better

Football was boring I wasn't growin'

So basketball wasn't important I'm tweaking but thinking I'm crashing bout all of my Brothers

I don't even need me a reason

At first wasn't evil the streets

Made a young nigga cold so now I can't step without Heater

But let's take it back

I'ma take it back to a jit when I wasn't thinking bout Licks

Still was in school I was standing on business

Turnt 17 I was thinking bout switches

But 6th grade I started taking from niggas

And 6th grade I started trappin' for chicken

They mad when you up but they ain't wanna listen

They thought I was tripping cause I had a vision

I got me a gun and next summer was drilling

I play like a joker cause I'm a real villain

Might laugh and I joke but don't play when it's time

If you can't do time then don't do the crime

My brother a smile but he still a slime

You look in his eyes you can tell that he rob

And they think I be lacking but I got a Nine

Looks be deceiving I up it you die

If he was a demon how he up wit God ?

If he was a tweaker how he with his guys ?

You fold under pressure you not one of mine

You fold with a weapon you die for the lying