My life Done some things bad, done some things good But as the world turned I learned life is Hell Complex like walking through projects at night
My life Does some things bad, does some things good Living in the world no different from a cell This how be in this everlasting game
[Verse 1 - Termanology]
Hey yo I know it ain’t right for me to get locked Put my mama through hell cause I live in a cell I live it really wholesale offer digital scales My whole city need bail so a million pills I had to move out to the fiends rush delivery Jake ran in the crib, flushed the little p Lost a little g, fuck it whatever I ain’t really proud of it and I ain’t proud of my cheddar I ain’t proud of all the drugs that I took when I tripped I ain’t proud of all my burners when I’m loading the clip I ain’t proud of when I punched my old girl in the lip I ain’t really proud of shit, I can give you a list I ain’t really proud of my fam, we fight too much I ain’t really proud of my hand, it saw my knife too much I ain’t really proud of much, I could tell you myself The only difference is homie I won’t lie to myself
[Hook]
My life Does some things bad, does some things good But as the world turned I learned life is Hell Complex like walking through projects at night
My life Does some things bad, does some things good Living in the world no different from a cell This how be in this everlasting game
[Verse 2 - ?]
You can bank whether it’s you and me or memories of arch enemies We grew to be truthfully you the key A chapter in my life ? the first part A prelude to where my verse start both bonded by the cursed heart Yeah we were smart, take a look at what our thirst caught The street life, first it quenched me then it drenched me Had me in a dream state till Lady Fate pinched me Stopped and clenched me and the convinced me Ever since we grew accustomed to the foul nature swindling crack And trife life, ducking fife, leaving Timberland tracks Of all the things I thought you’d do to get the Benjamin stacks You went against the grain and fame to take my emblem back Remembering back, I almost grabbed the Glock to rebuild Sacrificed everything to being locked in a cell I’m tired of looking towards the heavens while we walking through Hell To my fam and all I am farewell, damn L
[Hook]
My life Does some things bad, does some things good But as the world turned I learned life is Hell Complex like walking through projects at night
My life Does some things bad, does some things good Living in the world no different from a cell This how be in this everlasting game
[Verse 3 - ?]
Island child, been in trouble with the law Since a crime at nine, ‘98 in the jaws In the claws of a cause when it falls when it’s cool Then I froze but I rose when I sold ? I keep thinking about flashbacks and memories How I made all my cash back with felonies I’m just a regular Diallo only with a bottle Or like a newschool Slick Rick without the jewels It’s so hard in this life when niggas carry tools Playing by the rules when you can cheat like fuck school And I’m stuck in the street and drug pools Where the money is sweet, the money is large, the money is hard A lot of niggas hustle and rob But to make it out the hood it’s like what are the odds? All this money generated but none of it’s ours Happy that the only one who can judge me is God
[Hook]
My life Does some things bad, does some things good But as the world turned I learned life is Hell Complex like walking through projects at night
My life Does some things bad, does some things good Living in the world no different from a cell This how be in this everlasting gameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
