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My
My life, really hard times

Lookin out my window, holdin my weapon Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin, feelin like hatin is profession
And I know a couple that got killed for over-reppin
So I never be boundaries bounded to my weapon
When they ask me how I'm doin, I just tell 'em "I'm super"
I got a date with Destiny, me to introduce ya
Her little Fate told me I'm gon' be the future
And legacy's everything to a Martin Luther Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me feelin 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 the way they 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 born to be a
But I know there's a bunch of haters tryna see me take a
So I be with one eye open and put cameras in my vault
been thinkin and gettin deep and they tryna tell I been preachin
But I know that they can't see how much of the world I be reachin
So stop reachin, leachin, I'ma fade 'em out like bleach and
In the spots where they get out to is the spots I visit frequent
to UK and Germany, travellin currently
Made so much in millions that I cash out in eternity
Accustomed to hittin customs with that duffle of currency
When God created hustle, looked at the and he inserted 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 the truth homie

It a terrible situation, on the curb within the hands of time
But since I'm blistery breathing I guess a nigga livin
I live a life that's filled with dramatistic cryin
And since the 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
Feelin like a bum the bridge, I'm so used to the rain
Anything I do is from the heart so it my name
me for my sins father, I feel like I'm goin insane
Media criticising me for checking niggas, fuck it, oh
I wasn't raised a little pussy disrespected nigga
I'm live on my own by the ways of a gangster
So every time I leave out I so I'm prayin for a gangster
It's bad enough the world we livin in all about
Since we runnin out I choose to believe it nothin funny
I've been stabbed in my back so much I deal it
I'm tryna kick it my life before heaven come chill with it

X4]

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

X4]