The Life (Edit)

My life is all I have

My rhymes, my pen, my pad

And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me

What you say now, won't budge me

'Cause where I come from, so often

People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin

But I done made it through the pain in strife

It's my time now, my world, my life

My life

Is based on lightin' blunts, loadin' guns

Tellin' my lawyers to get the case gone

I need the bills that the presidents got they face on

So I can switch my residence, get a truck and a Lex

Fuck a check, I no longer have to wait for 'em

I made a couple ends, lost a couple friends

I light a blunt 'cause never will the struggle end

So you can judge a ****, but you ain't got it, you ain't in the role

So you really can't budge a ****, you oughta love a ****

For the fact that it's my world and my life but still I'm a rugged ****

They say you buggin', ****

Fuck it, I'm a thuggin' ****

You talkin' bullshit then kick it with another ****

I got a bigger bed and I need a cover, ****

And I ain't got friends, I got enemies

So if they with me, then that means they my brother, ****

My life is all I have

My rhymes, my pen, my pad

And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me

What you say now, won't budge me

'Cause where I come from, so often

People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin

But I done made it through the pain in strife

It's my time now, my world, my life

My life

Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead

Run around hustlin', scared of the feds

They said death is eternal sleep

But the only thing is you ain't really sure if you prepared for the bed

So often we get merked in the head, instead of big money

They got big mama hurtin' instead

My life is makin' the verse, but the handcuffs

The bullpens, the jail cells is makin' it worse

Tell mommy I don't go to the church, tell Oc' I don't go to the mosque

I blow blunts, hold guns, and I'ma be right there

When the soldiers'll march

I play my part and my heart seem colder than March

But on the flip side of things, it's still warmer than June

I have talks with the Lord and he'll be callin' me soon, what

And my life is all I have

My family, my ****, my flow, my grabs, what

My life is all I have

My rhymes, my pen, my pad

And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me

What you say now, won't budge me

'Cause where I come from, so often

People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin

But I done made it through the pain in strife

It's my time now, my world, my life

My life

My life