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This is my life yo and what really happened Sherallene's Holton loved McKinley Jackson They got to touching and f*cking, busting nuts and No husband, nine months later, tend to seven-something Ghetto youngin, Pops in LA, him and moms parted ways He start producing Jones Girls and Marvin Gaye Moms was running numbers, rollin' in the Nova Living with Zara and Joya, PA and Stopa Pop sent the loot, but mom had better plans To see her boy become a man Give me a better chance than my ghetto friends I learned real young to obey my feelings Went to school with rich kids, came home to play with killers My days grew iller, moms got me a step-pops One big fam, shihh I guess not My chest hot, him and moms is sniffing My grandma tried to tell her watch out he's different This is my life, my strip, my past, my trifles Beefin' with step pappy moved to Harper and Burns Peter loved gangstas, pointing TECs at me Moms saying to do this, my pops is so cool that it's not Yellin' at Damien, 'cause ain't no food in the spot (I'm hungry!) They wanna sell rocks, Luke get murdered on the block Fifteen with a son, where's the gun, what's the plot? Let me turn to blackout, Big says to watch out Immediately beated me 'til we run like DMC This shit is mean from Proof to Harry To runnin' up on fools with my nigga for goofy Gary His big James inflamed cause things out the country First time I got shot at with brother Fat and Mr. Munchie Retaliation I shot him Corvail's house With Randy and Wesley, two severely spit two shells out Exchange shot, Dre deuced then Meetha came up Quit sleepin' nigga, the streets done changed up This is my life, my strip, my past It's my trifles, my times, this is our world My fam, my friends in our city My rights, my sin, it's my story This is my life, my strip, my beefs This is my glory, this is my streets, this is our world My fam and my friends in all city My rights, my sin, it's my life Ayy yo I never was a tough guy, plus I handle mine Wanna be stand alarmed, wish I could turn back the hands of time With Cleveland you heard everyday in the trenches Obie gave me my daughter and Tay gave me stitches I got away with bitches, wifey's gay now And me and Stuckey been dogs and fam since yea high Trick Trick is stressed, G-Mike's a snitch I miss Eye-Kyu and Double D he ain't shit And if my label, I'ma feed my niggas This game ain't no'ting I'ma leave my killers I seen La Peace, he all smiles Lowkey he's lowkey, he know me I'm low down Collectively raw, what you checkin' me for? Got a TEC in my draws, put your neck on the floor A lesson to grow, y'all shit as best as you know I'll punchin' out in a minute, 'bout to exit the show This is my life
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