All My Life

All my life All my life All my life Poor-poor man All my life All my life All my life Poor-poor man I see many people suffering Stuck in the gutter rummaging Clucking for something just to give the gut a little nourishment Stomach it stay summonin' the hunter within Pulled to surface, human beings forced to primal urges Trees that are blazed are sellin' for mega peace Still money don't grow on trees, assumin' it's legal Keep planting the seeds, initiating the sequel To leave you, diggin' for the root of all evil They act like they real when they lead, at least their see through Their fishy with the skriller like a mammy shifting seafood It's funny how things change, debated for the people That's the way they made it, the money made us all equal I speak what I feel, no reason to be deceitful or bring war to your door Material possessions, I ain't into them at all 'Cause everything I truly love you never get receipts for We step in this game with no pennies to our names Why you acting like your rich With a pocket full of change Life is a strain for the real people hustling It doesn't add up, like paying desperate money, jugglin' Wanderin' is this really part of the plan To take an order from tha' man, the thought that we stand To get rich and expand is the dream that their sellin' us And when we can't do it, they'll proceed to keep tellin' us Jimmy's only words were "Too much dicks" So broke, I'll steal your whole mansion brick by brick Think quick, through the country other With a load of fake names Making claims on your grass, it's lost All I really own is these words I was givin' Reserved in the rhythm for the future to listen The point I ain't missin', 'cause I ain't like you I never found peace without the wars I went through All my life (all my life) All my life (yeah son) All my life (all my life, all my life) I've been a- Poor-poor man All my life (all my motherfuckin' life) All my life (all my life, all my life) All my life (all my blissful life) Poor-poor man Yo Much on my mind, I don't find it funny In the struggle with the leeches How you've gotta mind your money The little I've got, they wanna take it from me I don't praise the table, but man my family must eat I'm not a crook, but was gettin' money off the books Don't remember where, mister tax man, I'm sorry Look, I'm 'bout to go legit tryna start the music shit Maybe get a little nine-to-five, if I ain't makin' shit Maybe this is just irresponsible for a family man Writing chunks, music spins puttin' money in the bank So no, I can't do the free collab But thanks for asking, but now I'm an asshole Deep in the over draft that makes me past broke It's only money, don't say that you can't cope I say that makes a lot of other things hard though Verb, yes, I rip flow so better show me the door I'm not piss poor I'm not shit rich Money's a bitch, it turns kids into fucking dicks In my life I've learnt that life's on some other shit Feelin' like an alien that's comin' from the mothership I spit my own gold bars and write my own notes In my ryhme pad, drop me in shit creek and I will flow I've always been a sort of level headed kind of bloke That works hard to get the shit I want for that ryhme I wrote The test of time will be the one that's really showing Get enough R-E-S-P-E-C-T to keep me flowing My bank rolling, growing, it's shrinking without me knowing I could be going mental but I did this for me And all I need is a pencil and intsrumentals To get the track cracking like some earth quake offense do The papers, what breaks us and make it look gloomy And I tell it how it is but most would think I'm a looney All my life (all my life) All my life (yeah, son) All my life (all my life, all my life) I've been a- Poor-poor man All my life (all my motherfuckin' life) All my life (all my life, all my life) All my life (all my blissful life) Poor-poor man All my life All my life All my life Poor-poor man All my life All my life All my life Poor-poor man All my life All my life All my life