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My
My life, really feelin hard

Lookin out my window, holdin my weapon Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin, feelin like is your profession
And I know a couple Texans that got for over-reppin
So I never be oversteppin bounded to my weapon
When ask me how I'm doin, I just tell 'em "I'm doin super"
I got a date with Destiny, allow me to ya
Her little sister Fate told me I'm be the future
And legacy's to a Martin Luther King Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me feelin like I'm
And success tryna get away me and I ain't tryna let it
When told that Pimp was gone, my reply was "I don't get it"
And I'm still havin trouble believin it happened the way they it
Had to cut some partners off, swear to y'all it my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was to be a boss
But I know there's a bunch of tryna see me take a loss
So I be with one eye open and put cameras in my vault
I've been thinkin and gettin deep and they tryna tell I preachin
But I know that can't see how much of the world that I be reachin
So stop reachin, stop leachin, I'ma 'em out like bleach and
In the spots where can't get out to is the spots I visit frequent
Europe to UK and Germany, travellin
Made so much in millions that I could out in eternity
Accustomed to customs with that duffle full of currency
When God created hustle, at the world and he inserted me... Koopa

Chamillionaire X4]
I'm livin my life, so cold
In the so I'm takin it slow

Uh,
tell you my story, I only speak the truth homie

It a terrible situation, throwed on the curb within the hands of
But since I'm blistery breathing I guess a nigga fine
I live a life filled with dramatistic people cryin
And the hood depend on me, they'll never lose a hand of mine (I gotcha)
I'm paralysed it come to the good times, I'm used to the pain
like a bum under the bridge, I'm so used to the rain
Anything I do is from the heart so it reflect my
me for my sins father, I feel like I'm goin insane
Media criticising me for niggas, fuck it, oh well
I wasn't raised a little pussy disrespected nigga
I'm tryna live on my own by the ways of a
So time I leave out I pray so I'm prayin for a gangster
It's bad enough the we livin in all about money
Since we runnin out I choose to believe it nothin funny
I've been stabbed in my back so much I with it
I'm tryna it with my life before heaven come chill with it

X4]

[Slim
Last year was a hard one but goes on
Thinkin bout my Pimp while I write this song
And the goes on, all my niggas is gone
I'm tired of hearin bad news, scared to up my phone
Got a call, my nigga Eddy died Acres home
Just seen him at my video shoot, now that wrong
Kelvo, Arborea, my girl ShantZ
I just heard word she got to death today
Dear Lord, I pray that you take away the
their family and their friends, please help us change
Still warm my sleep dog, stessle and stank
My Dee Dee, they got me pourin out my drank
It's fucked up, all my is dead or in the pen
Seem like soon as your life begin beginning to end
I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, your is dated
You never when showin your love might be related, hah

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