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My
My life, really hard times

Lookin out my window, holdin my weapon like X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin, feelin like hatin is profession
And I know a couple Texans that got for over-reppin
So I never be oversteppin bounded to my weapon
When they ask me how I'm doin, I tell 'em "I'm doin super"
I got a date Destiny, allow me to introduce ya
Her little sister Fate told me I'm gon' be the
And legacy's to a Martin Luther King Koopa
This is so pathetic, got me feelin like I'm athletic
And success get away from me and I ain't tryna let it
they told that Pimp was gone, my reply was "I don't get it"
And I'm still havin trouble believin it happened the way said it
Had to cut some off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was to be a boss
But I know 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 tryna tell I been preachin
But I know that they can't see how much of the world that I be
So stop reachin, leachin, I'ma fade 'em out like bleach and
In the spots they 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 hittin customs with that full of currency
When God hustle, looked at the world and he inserted me... Koopa

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

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

It a terrible situation, throwed on the curb the hands of time
But since I'm blistery breathing I guess a livin fine
I live a life that's filled with people cryin
And since the hood 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
Feelin like a bum under the bridge, I'm so to the rain
I do is from the heart so it reflect my name
Forgive me for my sins father, I feel I'm goin insane
Media criticising me for checking niggas, fuck it, oh
I just wasn't raised a little pussy nigga
I'm tryna live on my own by the ways of a
So every 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
been stabbed in my back so much I deal with it
I'm tryna kick it my life before heaven come chill with it

X4]

[Slim
year was a hard one but life goes on
Thinkin bout my Pimp while I write this song
And the list goes on, all my is gone
I'm of hearin bad news, scared to pick up my phone
Got a call, my nigga Eddy died Acres home
Just seen him at my video shoot, now that wrong
Kelvo, Arborea, even my ShantZ
I just word she got stabbed to death today
Dear Lord, I pray that you take away the
From their family and their friends, please help us
warm my niggas 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 soon as life begin it's beginning to end
I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, your is dated
You know when showin your love might be related, hah

X4]