In My Life Songtext
von Lil B
In My Life Songtext
Long nights, niggers never gave a fuck,
Dirty ass room, no new drugs.
Niggers mad cause Ive got my way out the system,
I did probation, I did ., I did house arrest
I did 12 steps, I did drug class, I did counseling,
I did every fucking thing that the court ask me to.
I did youth court, I pay restitution,
One man with a plan, now its so polluted.
Niggers fell of; I had to bounce back,
Shit changes when the young niggers get on platinum
Used to be a robber, but the gang checked me, Juvenile life, I . in thirty years.
In the court room, my momma cried thirty tears.
My whole life in the hands of the fucking jury.
Juvenile felon, didnt need a weapon,
Rent to the. so low, peoples houses.
Lord, please forgive me!
Im already cursed,
Niggers told me . for the glamor.
Toasted in the hood, that . shut gun on me.
Niggers had a in the scraper,
See it in the eyes, uh, you?
Side gun to the chest, boys drove of!
Another day in the hood, get you broke off,
When your bitch
Niggers. and niggers rob me, but Im still
Tiny pants, new rug, but Im still dogging.
.we stay hustling, .until my mommas fucking grave.
I wept the world, our attorneys around the way,
If you aint real, then I
You can see the picture when youre inside the frame,
And I get it off, this aint no fucking game.
A couple dudes doing life and you pay the price,
Three young bro, .took his life.
You can ask, Ive never been a plain hater,
Nigger I got fucking pain in my fucking brain.
Many dont feel, when its no fucking game,
I go anywhere, nigger ask my fucking name!
Nigger been solid, since nigger Im solid,
Nigger funny man when Im smoking and Im still shopping.
Yeah!
Dirty ass room, no new drugs.
Niggers mad cause Ive got my way out the system,
I did probation, I did ., I did house arrest
I did 12 steps, I did drug class, I did counseling,
I did every fucking thing that the court ask me to.
I did youth court, I pay restitution,
One man with a plan, now its so polluted.
Niggers fell of; I had to bounce back,
Shit changes when the young niggers get on platinum
Used to be a robber, but the gang checked me, Juvenile life, I . in thirty years.
In the court room, my momma cried thirty tears.
My whole life in the hands of the fucking jury.
Juvenile felon, didnt need a weapon,
Rent to the. so low, peoples houses.
Lord, please forgive me!
Im already cursed,
Niggers told me . for the glamor.
Toasted in the hood, that . shut gun on me.
Niggers had a in the scraper,
See it in the eyes, uh, you?
Side gun to the chest, boys drove of!
Another day in the hood, get you broke off,
When your bitch
Niggers. and niggers rob me, but Im still
Tiny pants, new rug, but Im still dogging.
.we stay hustling, .until my mommas fucking grave.
I wept the world, our attorneys around the way,
If you aint real, then I
You can see the picture when youre inside the frame,
And I get it off, this aint no fucking game.
A couple dudes doing life and you pay the price,
Three young bro, .took his life.
You can ask, Ive never been a plain hater,
Nigger I got fucking pain in my fucking brain.
Many dont feel, when its no fucking game,
I go anywhere, nigger ask my fucking name!
Nigger been solid, since nigger Im solid,
Nigger funny man when Im smoking and Im still shopping.
Yeah!
Writer(s): Andre Christopher Lyon, Marcello Valenzano, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Dwayne Carter, Edward John Montilla, Bryan Williams, David Anthony Delazyn, Chaz William Mishan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com