MY LIFE MY WAY

(Intro)
Yeah
My Way…
Mad Sam
It’s my life my way
I seen most of 014 in a prison cell
015’s about to touch
It’s gonna be a good year man
Big plans, album dropping
NuGen, listen

[Verse 1]
Take a walk in my shoes and ima show you our struggle
Where I’m from it rains hard and now we drowning in puddles
I go jail, come out, and still feel the same
Many man wanna kill me so it’s hard to change
You can’t fight fate, slipping is a price to pay
Sometimes I cry when I think about my brother Dave
Will I get another chance to make my family proud?
I’m crying inside, but nobody can help me out
The questions and the answers, we’re all searching for the truth
I just wanna live nice, so what’s that mean I gotta do?
I got too much pride, so what’s that mean I gotta prove
I still reside in the same place, so nothing’s new
You ain’t gotta like my music or like me, cause me I got a bag of fans I love them, Wallahi
I’m only in it how I live it cause it’s in my blood
I never judge a book by its cover bruv
It’s cold on these roads and it’s crazy
And me I blame it all on the system that made me
They kicked me out my house when I was 12 years old
I got my whole family evicted from a home
I been through a lot of shit and now my mind is fucked
But I still gotta grind till my time is up
You don’t know about, half of my pain, it’s hard for me to explain, when every day new challenges get in my way

It’s a vicious circle I live by
If it’s workrate you’re talking, I’ve put in mine
Take a walk with I
I can show you through this fuckery
I can show you all these utes that are hungry
My Youngers 14, his mums on crack
Why’s she busy getting high?
He needs clothes on his back
He needs, food on his plate, trainers on his feet
The only school he ever knew was out here on the streets
I was raised in the same place, where the lions and the bares stay
Heroin needles upon the staircase
I ain't ever tryna see another double cell
But I be looking double figures if that snitch tells
In it for myself, so no man could help me
Staring at the ground, thinking where could hell be
I swear I’m already in hell, jails had me spending half of my life in a cell
Look, I was out there, it was me all alone brudda
My so called friends, they don’t give a shit brudda
Nowadays its hard for me to trust another man
When I got fake friends that wanna see me underground
They can’t be like Sam so they hate me
I thank God for this gift that he made me
And life’s tough but sometimes you’ve gotta man up
And my wrists still hurt from the handcuffs

(Outro)
My life, my way
My life, my way
It’s my life my way
My life, my way
My life, my way
It’s my life my way
My life, my way
My life, my way
It’s my life my way
My life, my way
My life, my way
It’s my life my way