stand in their line (Chorus) Don't want to, stand in your, don't want to stand in your line (2x) This is the story of my life (4x)
't wanna stand in their line [Chorus] Don't want to, stand in your, don't want to stand in your line [2x] This is the story of my life [4x]
it never gets old (Old) Thought I was a juvenile stuck to the G-Code (Yeah) This ain't a rap song, nigga this is my life (this is my life) And if the
corner stores Gettin mines, while ignorin yours Up in my cousin's tree house, puffin squares Thinkin about how life ain't easy and nothing's fair My talent
for the East coast, West coast, North and South I got my niggas The Top Guns here We gonna sign this one off like this: My life's been a great story
the drugs til i saw the guns and the drugs theres tons in the hood ill admit i neva sold a sack in my life watchin scarface thinkin that was the life
biters will turn up man*, to see who can be me Better than me it's a permanent, smile on my face Because you said you don't like my style but that
gon' do, on this road We gon' explode, now are you ready for this territory Makin our life one big story to tell Reality amongst the youth, long as, breath is in my
hold it down? oh the shit gon' hit the fan now spin around let your whole crown man down, man down [Street Life] I live by the street code never old
: Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every
, but my name was missin? the art So I?m drawin? the line, and I?m crossin? the Ts And I?m dottin? my I?s, barely catchin? my Z?s But I?ll be good by
hundred grand on my wrist, yeah life sucks Fuck the club, Dawg I rather count a million bucks, ayy If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block With my
the East coast, West coast, North and South I got my niggas The Top Guns here We gonna sign this one off like this: My life's been a great story in
is kinda like being born with a curse Do or Die, that's the code of the streets I didn't invent Niggas sketch my life out with malicious intent My
gettin' bored dealin' with him I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin', thug lovin' And I know you're gettin' bored dealin' with him I know you miss my lovin', my
vengeance of livin', had his braincells start to fuck up Steady callin' his shots, but steady leavin' a trail So sit back peep my game, I got a story
Picture at the funeral No casket You bistards be missin' My jewels, my whip My rims we bitchin' My guns be the heat That'll make you blister My mens, my
the future holdsss But will you pay attention When my storys told We aint getting young, we only getting old So now i live life By a different code Gotta live life