MY LIFE

 

But you know women lie its like i sent my love with a text two times

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Playing pong with my dimes, making paradigms but oftentimes i'm spitting rhymes

When niggas act bitch-made she died

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Killa never let the drama slide

I can smell it when i go outside

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

 

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died