Now listen brah, for years I was runnin from the law

Believe the shit that I saw

Woke up everyday, wanted more

Shit that I done did, if I could I do it all again

That shit made me who I'm am

That shit got me all these mils

All these days I was starvin', back touchin' my stomach

Daydreamin', wonderin', how I'mma get me some money

Slipped ten toes in that trap, finessed **** out sacks

I did shit that I ain't proud of, still I wouldn't take it back

Nowadays I take my thoughts, then I'm down like a wrestler

Work hard like a slave but live better than the master

And what we do it wrong, why it feel so right?

Thank God everyday, I don't know how I'm still alive

My life, my life, I earned my stripes

My life, my life, I grew up trife

Been gettin' money since a young ****

Streets labeled me the Dun dealer

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

King slime, triple cross king

Trunk full of Yao Ming

Crocodile long (?), alligator on my feet

I stretch the work out, like an athlete

My shooter air it out, watch a track meet

I turn ya'll **** to meat

I used to rap the things in the inner-tube

Now I kick this rich **** shit on pro tools

My life I done sold them bricks

My life I done hit them licks

My life is so high risk

And I'm prayin' for Bloody Jay

Because that **** wild with that AK

And ask Thug, and ask Slug

My shooter got a shooter ****

Rock put me on this rap shit

So he took me out that trap shit

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

Me and my ho were arguin'

Money was lookin' funny

She was like you trippin' baby

You know I wouldn't do nothin' brazy

So I sat down and thought about how long ago I caught them caps

Now my homie done think I'm trippin' cause my money surrounded by traps, oh

I got mice bitin' through my shit

And ya my diamonds are so white

It looks like lights off in my shit

And I be high as a son of a bitch

So ya my flight just might be risk

And she vibin' to this shit

She know I'll eat her alive

And my weed strong

You can fart by me

And when you smell it

Let Young Thugger tell it

Couple bands on my feet

Walk through the door and duck like Yao Ming

I'm a motherfuckin' army man cause all I want is green

My life I been in them traps

My life I (?) that scrap

My life I done took **** life

My life you wouldn't get by

I'm with my big homie Jay and my big homie Rock

Instead of them big homie stocks

And we pull big homie guap

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life

My life, my life, my life