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My
My life, really hard times

out my window, holdin my weapon like Malcolm X and
And it I'm over-stressin, feelin like hatin is your profession
And I know a couple that got killed for over-reppin
So I never be oversteppin boundaries bounded to my
When they ask me how I'm doin, I tell 'em "I'm doin super"
I got a with Destiny, allow me to introduce ya
Her little sister Fate me I'm gon' be the future
And everything to a Martin Luther King Koopa
recession is so pathetic, got me feelin like I'm athletic
And success tryna get away me and I ain't tryna let it
When they told 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 partners off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown I was seven and I was born to be a boss
But I know there's a bunch of haters tryna see me a loss
So I be with one eye open and put cameras in my vault
I've thinkin and gettin deep and they tryna tell I been preachin
But I know that they can't see how much of the world that I be
So stop reachin, stop leachin, I'ma fade 'em out like and
In the spots where they get out to is the spots I visit frequent
Europe to UK and Germany, currently
Made so much in millions that I could out in eternity
Accustomed to customs with that duffle full of currency
When God created hustle, looked at the world and he me... Koopa

Chamillionaire X4]
I'm just my life, so cold
In the streets so I'm takin it

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

It a terrible situation, throwed on the curb within the of time
But since I'm breathing I guess a nigga livin fine
I live a life that's filled with dramatistic cryin
And since the hood depend on me, they'll lose a hand of mine (I gotcha)
I'm paralysed when it come to the good times, I'm used to the
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 sins father, I like I'm goin insane
criticising me for checking niggas, fuck it, oh well
I just wasn't raised a little disrespected nigga
I'm tryna on my own by the ways of a gangster
So time I leave out I pray so I'm prayin for a gangster
It's bad enough the world we in all about money
Since we runnin out I choose to believe it nothin funny
I've been stabbed in my back so I deal with it
I'm tryna kick it with my life before heaven come chill it

X4]

[Slim
Last year was a hard one but life on
Thinkin bout my nigga Pimp while I this song
And the list on, all my niggas is gone
I'm tired of bad news, scared to pick up my phone
Got a call, my nigga Eddy died from Acres
Just seen him at my shoot, now that shit wrong
Kelvo, Arborea, my girl ShantZ
I just heard word she got stabbed to today
Dear Lord, I pray that you away the pain
From their 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 up, all my friends is dead or in the pen
Seem like as your life begin it's beginning to end
I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, your time is
You never when showin your love might be related, hah

X4]