What a Life

My struggle symbolic to my hustle
Watch how I run it up
These niggas they just runner ups
Really they ain't one of us
Feel like I'm a hunnit plus
Ain't much to discuss
I'm in the trenches elbow
Tubbing with the dealers like
What a life who knew that
Pain would turn to strife
Taught to hold your family down
That's how you earn your stripes
I be running with the dealers and the
Killers and they toting pipes
Buckems known to take a life I don't
Know what's
Wrong from right

What a life though
They going try to throw shade and
Dim your lights low but that's life Though
I'm with a light hoe and
That money be stuttering like it's a Typo
Yea what a life though (uh huh) yea
What a life though they going try to
Throw shade and dim your lights low What a life though

Out the gate I swore on my momma
Knew I was great heavyweight
Even though they probably want me Feather weighted
My lady told me kill them it's Premeditated
Never hated if you pistol clutching Never hesitate it
I'm out my mind I'm on my grind a Nigga dedicated ain't got no time I
Want what's mine watch how I Elevated
A nigga talking out of line must be Inebriated patiently waited they
Outdated it's my time now
It's full throttle ain't no half stepping
It ain't a loss it's a lesson I use my mind
As a weapon we moving militant
Better respect my diligence I'm
Ignorant just different a nigga hating From the sidelines won't even
Mention it
Rip apart his ligaments then hide out On a island like I'm Gilligan
Ain't no back and forth this ain't no Wimbledon you simpleton I been that
Fiends lining up in the alley they Selling crinack and niggas sliding Down on the opps to get they lick back



Credits
Writer(s): Jajuan Castro
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