Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): E. Johnson, Edwin Delahoz, Malik Cox
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Memphis BleekMy Life Lyrics:
[Bleek talking:]
yeah, MADE, no mob shit, money additude direction
and education, on some real shit think about my
hood one time, my hood this is a trip, Change and
cross niggaz, where did we go wrong
[Verse 1:]
I'm from that two bedroom apartment marcy, 534
middle building yeah this here started me, i'm new
to 'em, but consider me young, seen it all happen
and understand what was done, but all i wanted was
fly kicks fly shit, little nigga but still kept a
fly bitch, and back then it was love in the hood,
knuckle up with ya dogs but fuck it its all good,
now i'm in the crib rippin up to go to war with
him, same little nigga i used to steal from the
store with him. I'll go and get him from school,
we used to take the same bus same train back then
we was koo, i broke bread at lunch with him, and
if momz left me with two singles then u know i'm
splitting one with him. We cut skoo in the
building i lived in, one floor higher, smoking and
get high. Damm think of H, now he locked up north
it was like yesterday we was practicing sports,
went from flipping on mats and now he flipping in
the box, locked 23 hours a day he in the max,
ain't no looking back, cause this life goes on, we
was kids didn't think about the rights or wrongs.
Nobody judged us the ghetto loved, streets the
only thing that eva took something from us. I lost
a couple friends, but i promised and prayed that
when i make it i'ma see them again. I admit i was
wild as a child and my moms didnt like none of my
friends we used to call her Ms. Vow. My brother
stayed on punishment, momma found out he hustling
, found couple jacks her plan she thought of
flushing them, me i'm in the streets i swore i
neva change my brother caught a case i came up to
do the same
[Chorus:]
This is all about my days, this is all about my
nights, this is all about my pain, this is all
about my life [repeat]
[Verse 2:]
yo, i got my first week about the age of 14, my
brother fighting the case his bill was 14, me
still hustling, school not going, clothes started
changing, money started showing, my right hand was
O, and every hoe we know she represent us through
the ghetto and every hood we know, yeah he put me
on to that traffic, though the money was average i
ai'nt care i learned to handle that package then a
body dropped, O locked for a minute tha squad it
neva died i was left to represent it took a nigga
out his crib, his name i ainn't gon' mention it, i
know this hit home, i know this nigga listening,
cuz we was tighter than brothers, where did the
love go, i called your mother my momz dawg i let
tha love show, this is supposed to be us, u was
supposed to have the next verse dawg this is
supposed to be us and u know i taught u tha
streets taught u tha pitchens, i gave u that gear,
got u all tha bitches, i neva think u would've
crossed me dawg, u back me down in tha corner get
em off me dawg, now i see exactly where we went
wrong, when i spin through the hood, and i see him
i keep it going, now the ghetto looking at me like
i changed, but i'm still that regular nigga i'm
stil tha same
[Chorus]
This is all about my days, this is all about my
nights, this is all about my pain, this is all
about my life [repeat]
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