My Life

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I grew up a screw up, why? Cause pops wasn't around
He ain't get a chance to see me graduate in that gown
Graduated outta eighth grade, went back to the streets
Used to cry so much made it easy for me to sleep
Mama tried but when I'm in the streets it's making her weep
Hold on, give me a second this shit finna get deep
Went to school mad, now I'm locked up every week
Mama tell me everyday, ain't no love in the streets
Feel like the world was after me, so I'm packing my heat
Crimes scenes, burglaries, youngin' just tryna eat
When they jumped off the porch, I was crossing the street
I used to ask my self like why it happened to me
Daddy was a heroin addict students laughing at me
Ditchin' school smoking weed sitting up under the tree
All the girls used to laugh when a nigga walked past until I started selling dope started working with cash
I always had dreams of being a man, living life with a plan, instead I'm crying with this gun in my hand
Why life gotta be so hard, but death is easy? Where I'm from you either take it or leave it
What's with all these babies having these kids? And nobody cares, but where I'm from that's just the way that it is
They killing our community but they ain't taking it seriously
Police steady killing kids, man we can't even live
Walk in my shoes and take a look at what I been through
Fu-Fu-Fussin' and fightin' every month the rent due
If that's the struggle or not I gave up all that I got
Ima get to the top whether you like it or not
Remember cooking up the coke in a pot, couldn't get a job
Ima felony, so I had no choice but sell rocks
And If you want something in life, gotta stand for it
Got my mom a house and tell her she her own landlord
I grew up in Chicago, where babies need food
Teachers ain't teaching so all the kids picking up tools
Want me to tell you how I know, cause I was one of them dudes
Just cause I ain't finish school that don't make me a fool
A lot of people really never seen the struggle before
They don't know how the ball bounce or know how it roll
Whatchu wanna live, platinum or gold? It's just the life that I chose
Me and my niggas used to wear the same clothes
But now we hit the mall together and buy all of the stores
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Hear the beat and then I start to record, I'm living in the fast lane like I'm on fast forward. Uh