In My Life

Trials and tribulation y'all

Don't do alot

But everybody got problems ya know

In my lifetime I did slight time

Running from the police in the night time

Southside jamaica queens journey through life

The ball drop all your hear is shots right through the

night

Baby mothers going senile

Lonely nights baby father in the p now

That's the hood for ya

Lil homies dying over hood stardom

And the street and re-up fore they brush they teeth,

listen

I'm tired of my stupid ass p.o

And I'm a party when I max off the stable road

Thou shall not kill and kill over pettyness

Botched robbery you hit with the 4 5th

Don't be a victim of society

I'l pull the trigger if these haters keep tryin me

We live by hood rules and g codes

The strap jam on you nigga hit the floor

My life is real no fiction

True story

Wake up snatch my son off his elmo potty

I'm on my 1 and 2's I gotta get this money

They say the eyes are the gateway to your soul

Keep your head up out there the streets is cold

And, pain is suffering of the mind

All the stress might kill you in due time

Lil homie I hope you use a latex

Cause it's a wrap when it comes to that aids shit

Yeaaaaaaaa

The streets respect violence

For the loudmouth killers and the shooters that's

silent

Make americas most and laugh about it

Doin robo just time and never ratted

Do you believe kamesha richards died over pampers

Her best friend kayla killed her over 20 dollars

So id rather be feared than be loved

Friends are fickle kobe shaked up in them handcuffs