My Life (feat. Bry-Han Solo)

This is my life, this my life, this is my life
This is my life, this my life, this is my life

Been feeling the pain a nigga fucked up (damn)
Can't even tell my mom she raised a fuck up (fuck)
Living check to check, man this shit is hard
Got the windows cracked been living out my car (sheesh)
Needed help from my family but no one to call (nobody)
Needed someone to catch me all I did was fall
I got a thorn in my heart you see the pain in me
And I fed you my hand you underhanded me (bitch)
I could never hold grudges don't need no enemies
Niggas calling my phone offering amenities (I don't want it)
All this shit make me sick can't find no remedies
I don't wanna clock in this work been stressing me (facts)
I been looking at white the block been testing me (facts)
And I bet my old ways should get the best of me
If I can see past the struggle this be my destiny
I was raised by a hill son of a Beverly
Through the blurred vision, I ask for clarity
All the shit I go through its just unfair to me (yeah)
If I jump off a bridge that's God just sparring me
If I'm losing it all the devil daring me
I'm the best at this shit there's no comparing me
I see a ghost in all black that shit not scarring me
I can see through the struggle it's just preparing me
And my girl told me she tired of sharing me, yeah

This is my life, this my life, this is my life
This is my life, this my life, this is my life
This is my life, this my life, this is my life
My life

Crazy times call for desperate measures
All I did was hold on and get it together
Ain't a two-way street, we met at the center
I thought I found love but felt I better forget her
I'm feeling the pressure, I hope they don't notice
Hittin' the gas, I'm trying to focus
I'm too embarrassed to laugh, they ain't know I was homeless
Life ain't promised to last so I grasp on the motive
I hit the deck full forced cuz that's all that I got
Shit be pulling me down, I hit the ground and can't walk
Can't remember bout my father, what he likes and his nots
So if I saw him in my face I wouldn't know he's my pops
This shit is painful, need so much paper I need staples
Go through enough it makes you thankful
And you seen in the ring I gotta check the angle
Sick and tired of being sick and tired, depressed and fucking shameful

This is my life, this my life, this is my life
This is my life, this my life, this is my life
This is my life, this my life, this is my life
My life

This is my life, this my life, this is my life
This is my life, this my life, this is my life
This is my life, this my life, this is my life
My life



Credits
Writer(s): Marcos Quintanilla, Felix Parejas
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