This Life of Mine
This life of mine
Far from divine
I'm losing time
This life of mine
Is full of crime
Shit outta line
I'm 10 toes
I'm solid
I'll never keep it false
Don't pump no fear in my body
These niggas weak sauce
My last card been pulled
I'm on my plan C
Niggas that think they playin me
End up feelin this blammy heat
Ain't no games
Look at my face
I keep it lit
I'm dumpin rounds
On any nigga on bullshit
Ain't got no time fa nothin
Not even clean money
Got red spots on my dollas
Look like I caught a body
I prolly did
But I'm heavily vested in tha dope
They say da game is cold
Migrate to another coast
Sold
Got everything u need
Except my soul
Shit I swear dat shit done been stole
Criminals
All in my vicinity
Look at my community
U wonder why we rob boi
We needa eat
Got kids to feed
This life of mine
Shit on my mind
I feel like cryin
Go thru pain for a gain
Feel like a waste of time
I'm in dat same spot
10 steps bacc
Checc on me next week
It's like I'm 10 more behind
Ay
I'm mad and frustrated
Niggas test my patience
On probation
I remember names
Until I'm off my papers
And
You remembered on dat t shirt
Murder on my mind
So dont u sneak words
U sleep in dirt
And thas Tha way it's gotta be
I got friends and family
So if I lose it's up to me
Ay
I need my peace to come to me
Went lookin and I ended up
Bein deeper in this heat
And this tha kinda life that chose me
I soul searched
But came up wit nothin but a demon
Ay
Get this nigga off my heels
Angels in my corner
But ain't pulled me out tha field
Y not
I'm lookin at tha skies
For my soul
This world is so cold
Swear dis shit is gettin old
And wut these pussy niggas don't kno
Tha last nigga slippin
In a desert wit a blindfold
But u don't hear me doe
This life of mine sicc
Shit is cut throat
Cut dope
And hope I don't get busted
Tryna stay a float
Baby mama talkin bout
I gota go legit
So here I go
Far from divine
I'm losing time
This life of mine
Is full of crime
Shit outta line
I'm 10 toes
I'm solid
I'll never keep it false
Don't pump no fear in my body
These niggas weak sauce
My last card been pulled
I'm on my plan C
Niggas that think they playin me
End up feelin this blammy heat
Ain't no games
Look at my face
I keep it lit
I'm dumpin rounds
On any nigga on bullshit
Ain't got no time fa nothin
Not even clean money
Got red spots on my dollas
Look like I caught a body
I prolly did
But I'm heavily vested in tha dope
They say da game is cold
Migrate to another coast
Sold
Got everything u need
Except my soul
Shit I swear dat shit done been stole
Criminals
All in my vicinity
Look at my community
U wonder why we rob boi
We needa eat
Got kids to feed
This life of mine
Shit on my mind
I feel like cryin
Go thru pain for a gain
Feel like a waste of time
I'm in dat same spot
10 steps bacc
Checc on me next week
It's like I'm 10 more behind
Ay
I'm mad and frustrated
Niggas test my patience
On probation
I remember names
Until I'm off my papers
And
You remembered on dat t shirt
Murder on my mind
So dont u sneak words
U sleep in dirt
And thas Tha way it's gotta be
I got friends and family
So if I lose it's up to me
Ay
I need my peace to come to me
Went lookin and I ended up
Bein deeper in this heat
And this tha kinda life that chose me
I soul searched
But came up wit nothin but a demon
Ay
Get this nigga off my heels
Angels in my corner
But ain't pulled me out tha field
Y not
I'm lookin at tha skies
For my soul
This world is so cold
Swear dis shit is gettin old
And wut these pussy niggas don't kno
Tha last nigga slippin
In a desert wit a blindfold
But u don't hear me doe
This life of mine sicc
Shit is cut throat
Cut dope
And hope I don't get busted
Tryna stay a float
Baby mama talkin bout
I gota go legit
So here I go
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Writer(s): Tyrone Strickland
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