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My
My life, feelin hard times

Lookin out my window, holdin my weapon Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin, feelin hatin is your profession
And I know a couple Texans got killed for over-reppin
So I never be oversteppin bounded to my weapon
When they ask me how I'm doin, I just tell 'em "I'm super"
I got a date Destiny, allow me to introduce ya
Her little sister Fate me I'm gon' be the future
And legacy's to a Martin Luther King Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me like I'm athletic
And success tryna get from me and I ain't tryna let it
When they told that Pimp was gone, my 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, to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was born to be a
But I there's a bunch of haters tryna see me take a loss
So I be sleepin with one eye open and put in my vault
I've been thinkin and gettin deep and they tryna tell I been
But I know that they can't see how much of the world I be reachin
So stop reachin, stop leachin, I'ma fade 'em out 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 cash out in eternity
Accustomed to customs with that duffle full of currency
When God created hustle, looked at the and he inserted me... Koopa

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I'm just my life, so cold
In the so I'm takin it slow

Uh,
I'll tell you my story, I only speak the truth

It a situation, throwed on the curb within the hands of time
But since I'm breathing I guess a nigga livin fine
I live a life that's filled with people cryin
And since the hood depend on me, they'll never lose a of mine (I gotcha)
I'm paralysed when it come to the good times, I'm 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 my name
Forgive me for my father, I feel like I'm goin insane
Media me for checking niggas, fuck it, oh well
I just wasn't raised a pussy disrespected nigga
I'm tryna on my own by the ways of a gangster
So every I leave out I pray so I'm prayin for a gangster
It's bad enough the world we livin in all money
Since we runnin out I choose to believe it ain't funny
I've been stabbed in my so much I deal with it
I'm tryna kick it my life before heaven come chill with it

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

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