My Life
[Intro]
Aye, Look

[Verse 1]
Said I been slidin on my lonely cuz it ain't too many homies I got left

Most my niggas doin time, some done met an early death

And I gotta keep that iron cuz these niggas want my head

Like some bitch I fucked back then, pillow talkin to her man

Or a nigga that we beat up and really hurt his pride

Well I ain't really hard to find, I'm in the turf and I'm outside

In the hood we was being real, 2am doin lines

Oldest nigga in the set, everyday all the time

On my life it was fucked up
Me and pops we used to get into it, yeah we knucked up

My moms really loved but she couldn't put the drugs up

The homies used to try and punk a nigga till i bucked up

But shit I guess it's tough luck

My and my nigga bust [?], got caught at the red

Took em on a high speed took that shit past the set

Like free me on G's I'll be back in a sec

Get back to the neck got out and count this cash and this check

Yeah I been back up on my bullshit

Screamin free the gang until they let em out the bullpin

Sinners got me two sick

Playin wit my nose it got me geekin till the juice hit

Fell out wit my bitch cuz she said I was too abusive
It's all good I ain't trippin I been gettin money

Niggas actin funny and everybody want something from me

These niggas bummy on the gang ion support this shit

Like how the fuck you gang niggas still up on the porch and shit

[Chorus]
Said I been sliding to the neck really on my lonely

Keep it on me I know some niggas that wanna dome me

Duckin the police probation trippin they can't control me

This shit deeper than rap niggas that's on my homies

Said I been sliding to the neck really on my lonely

Keep it on me I know some niggas that wanna dome me

Duckin the police probation trippin they can't control me

This shit deeper than rap niggas that's on my homies

[Verse 2]
Verse 2 lemme really break it down
Started thuggin at 11, 13 lined up for count

I was home run hittin like they pitched it from the mound

Caught a case then caught another one and didn't make a sound

Kept it smoothie no droppa

No dreadlocks but imma motherfuckin shotta

Hit em with that blocka

Hard in the paint no Flocka, gots to

Keep it in the stash incase niggas decide to pop up

But I ain't worried bout it, imma keep it very honest

You gon call her phone, I'm in her mouth like a Periodontist

Ion even smoke but Xannies got me higher than a comment

You be in the comments I be in the streets really wildin

Really violent if I sense some type of disrespect

Pillow talkin bout me to the bitch then I'm on his head

Been on my bread like a nigga feedin pigeons

Chop long but the drakey like a motherfuckin midget

[Chorus]
Said I been sliding to the neck really on my lonely

Keep it on me I know some niggas that wanna dome me

Duckin the police probation trippin they can't control me

This shit deeper than rap niggas that's on my homies

Said I been sliding to the neck really on my lonely

Keep it on me I know some niggas that wanna dome me

Duckin the police probation trippin they can't control me

This shit deeper than rap niggas that's on my homies