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    "This Life" Lyrics


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    I started out with
    No dough, no clothes, no shows, and no hoes
    And ended up with
    Mo hoes, mo shows, mo clothes, and mo dough

    I used to be the ideal nigga
    Preppy like Hilfiger
    Pretty vill nigga
    But wanted to make my dollar bill bigger
    Turned into a field nigga
    Not pickin' cotton
    But pickin' up mics and rockin'
    Recoppin' so I can feel richer
    So I started drinkin' real liquor
    Send me a groupie
    And I will stick her real quick
    The dilsnick it will hit her ex pills
    I can feel nigga best deals
    You can get the steal
    If you ill I'm concealed with a
    Technina millameter by my side
    God used to guide me Lucifer beside me
    Evil was lively trippin' with wifey
    Never was treatin' her nicely
    What this music got me into
    This is the message Imma send to
    God the evil shit I've been through
    Lettin' me really know what sin do
    Listen 'cause the hurt cut me deep like a ginsu

    [Chorus: x2]
    This life
    Caught up in the fame
    In the end will I forever
    Burn in the flame
    This life
    I live in the rain
    I'm an angel but the devil's
    Possessing my brain

    This life
    Full of money bitches weed and riches
    Kansas City niggas grind it
    Cook it up in the kitchen
    Pay attention to the corner nigga
    Roguish and rugged
    Nigga fuck it it's a must
    I conceal it and tuck it
    This life
    Can make a nigga murder for nothin'
    This life
    For the money have you fakin' and frontin'
    This life
    Can make a nigga take a deal with the devil
    This life
    Got me rippin' up shit in my kennel
    Ya see I live in the rain
    Laugh at the storm
    And mastered the pawn
    Bringin' war at the crack of the dawn
    Tottin' the bomb
    A nigga with a third eye vision
    Like a malachi blowin' smoke in the sky
    See the world through the eyes of a real nigga
    Look into my eyes
    You can tell I'm a rider
    More shows more clothes
    More hoes more dough
    And no foes yo

    [Chorus: x2]

    Some times I wonder
    How did I survive
    With all this drama in front of me
    Poppa went out like a bitch
    For runnin' from me
    Though momma never lied
    She cried
    Seen me sittin' in prison
    Servin' a sentence
    With bad intentions
    Still no repentance
    I'm heart broken while chokin'
    On a joint dipped in water
    And high hopin' the future's wide open
    For my daughter my eyes are open
    To all animosity constantly
    Falling quickly the devil calls it
    A blessing to cross Nitty
    Lessons are taught quickly
    Hell my pride will die with me
    Then to repeat back
    To the penitentiary visit me
    Hell bound coffin dwellin'
    Before a life in the cell yelllin'
    Now free me
    I'm in desperate need immediately
    Truthfully speakin'
    My life from night to day
    24 hours I fight
    Despite this hell to pay
    Can't wait to see the day
    When my adventures begin
    With this here life of sin
    I'm all in

    [Chorus: x2]

    Is it heaven or hell
    I really can't tell
    It half cupid half relic
    My life is anghellic
    So I dance with the devils
    And I fly with the angel
    And I stand on a level
    Where mind is so tangled
    This song was submitted on November 12th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Patrick Davis, Russell Davis.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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