[Hook - 4x]
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Y'all don't know a thing, about my life
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(my life) my life (my life)
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[Kyle Lee]
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In my life, a lot of haters talking shit
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And I might, expose you hoes you out this bitch
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And I ride, with the nine I won't fall or slip
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If I die, they still will not get off my dick
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But I try, to survive like Destiny's Child
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And I smile, cause they been trying to test me a while
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But I cry, cause not all my partnas alive
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But I smile, cause I know all my partnas with God
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In my life, a lot of haters baller blocking my shine
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I stay calm, even though I ought to drop em a nine
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In my life, I make cash using hoes
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And my Sprite, is purple so I'm moving slow
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On my side, my dogs moving rocks and hay
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And I slide, by how I'm chopping blades
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When I drive, I got a big cup of syrup
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When I glide, I ride with a couple birds
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In my life, I feel like I stand alone
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But you still wouldn't leave, out of San Anton'
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When I die, don't cry get high for me
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So you can feel, like you flying in the sky with me
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[Hook - 4x]
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[Paul Wall]
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In my life, I went from a straw hat to a crown
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I been through a few up's, and a whole lot of downs
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I take the good with the bad, however the ball bounce
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And lately, I've been walking on dangerous ground
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It feels like my own partnas, don't want me around
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Cause everybody in my crew, be trying to argue me down
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They telling me I changed, and I'm not the same
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But for the past three years, I've been saying the same thang
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I've done a lot of dirt, but I don't brag about it
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And since I don't rap about it, you don't know jack about it
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People see me being friendly, and they think they know me
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But just cause I shake your hand, don't mean you my homie
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I got a personality complex, man I'm so complex
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But if you come with plex, this ain't fun plex
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I'm walking straight, but my mind's in a maze
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The only thing that I'm afraid of, is being afraid
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I done stared death in the face, I ain't budge one inch
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He here beating up myself, and I still don't flinch
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Somebody pinch me, I hope I'm dreaming
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I'm searching inside my heart, trying to find the meaning of my life
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[Hook - 4x]
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[Mark G]
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Y'all don't know shit, about my life
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It ain't all about the hoes, gold and ice
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I go from down to up, up to down
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In a blink of an eye, smiles turn to frowns
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Kings get crowned, the rich get rich
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Where everybody live, screaming life is a bitch
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I ball in the mix, and keep to myself
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I don't just wanna be, another book on the shelf
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A lot of y'all fakers, faking the game
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I'm one of the real niggaz, that's bringing the pain
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I've seen hard times, so I spit hard rhymes
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I've been around, different people of all kinds
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And to this day, I got a few riddle friends
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Too many of y'all, that's so fake and pretend
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To be what you not, that's why you get got
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Don't fuck with my life, that's all that I got
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My life-my life-my life-my life, is all I got
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Fuck with my life-my life-my life-my life, and you will get dropped
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[Hook - 4x]
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Y'all don't know shit, about my life
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(my life) my life (my life)
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My Life
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| Paul Wall |
