[Hook w Don Jaga] Let me tell you how my life is tell you how my life is, tell you how my life is, tell you how my life is Let me tell you how my life is tell you how my life is, tell you how my life is, tell you how my life is [Verse 1] Let me tell you how my life is Heres the truth, heres the proof Real life stories to tell More like stories from hell 4.5 left the floor for the shelf Enough man move hype, get caught and then tell Because they dont wanna see the walls in the cell Talk tough on the road but cant talk it in jail Everywhere I go, I stay real to myself And everyone I know, knows Im walking it well And I aint got points to prove Fuck these critics and their point of views They couldnt live a day in my shoes I speak from the heart so if I say it, its true I creep in the dark, through the rain with my tool Because the streets are hard, and they wanna see my face in the news Im just trying to get my paper and move, away from the ends Because every day that I stay is a day closer to pen [Hook w Don Jaga] [Verse 2] Im out here bait Stuck up in this road life No lie, everybody knows I Enough man hate, you know what the roads like Feds on my case because they heard that I blow 9s Dead mates got me thinking about old times Livings fucked so Im liquored up most nights Live it up, cause I dont know what tomorrows like Couldnt give a fuck, cause Im living off of borrowed time Mummy, Im sorry, Im thinking with a hollow mind A shallow heart lost, trying to follow signs Trying to do right but Im left with a life of crime Im in the hood like pissy steps or a line of white This life of mine, aint the life I like But it is what it is so I like to write These thoughts down line for line Let me tell you about this life of mine [Hook w Don Jaga]
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