Killaman - My Life

Yo, if you really tryna see me,

don't open your fucking eyes but listen and try to feel me.

Try to stand in my position, try to fucking be me,

Bringing you back in time on the streets where I tried to promote my CD.

Niggas didn't feel it, but I ain't on that quitting shit,

I ain't tryna seal it.

If I saw something money-ish I'd try to steal it.

Boy I was twelve when I was offered my first job,

Brother from my neighbour wanted me to rob,

I gave him that rejection, felt good cause I was a part of his selection,

But actually started helping him cause I liked his watch reflection.

You see I followed money, I wasn't on that big dream shit.

No, I wouldn't really fit in Meek Mill's dream scene, shit.

Money is the motivation and now we bringing revolution,

Money is power and that protects you from an execution.

Money reveals everything like a HD resolution.

You say you rich I bet that's an illusion.

I was fourteen when I actually started to sell shit, man I was proud.

Not the volume of your speakers, but yeah it was that loud.

Money kept coming so I tried to step up my game,

held some straps, people started to fear my name.

And I was only fifteen, I had a lot of customers, they all fiends.

A friend's mother found messages and she snitched it seems,

was for the better because it helped me find my team.

Fuck dream's, I ain't reaching for these.

 

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