"My Life" lyrics

Lace your boots nigga
10-17 BrickSqaud
All the way to the top
Hood Rich-Hood Rich
Runnin' around the mother fuckin' lobby
DJ Scream!

Well, welcome to my life-
Where we pack pistols, serve work
And steal pun', all night
Welcome to my life-
Where we ride on our 'heavy beast'
You might not make it back tonight
Now, welcome to my life-
Where we serve J's and live twice
They say, "It ain't right"...
Well, welcome to my life-
Where you bark, you better be careful
The gun got body... And them bitches hot, like pepper

Whoever welcome to my life, get shit back; Longway
Thought he was cool? And finesse you the next day
"Damn, he a cruel, young individual"
I'm 'bout my Benjamin, lil' nigga
You'll come up missin'
Mid' park, where he at...
Couple thousand, has him burnt
"Damn, he flexin'... In a convert 'vert"
"Is that, that fool? Right there on a t-shirt?"
That's what I mean, when I say, "I'll have you hurt"
This my life; Poppin' Molly and vampin'
Countin' up thousands, while yo' bitch there, glancin'
I see her lookin'; Through my Jimmy Choo's glasses
She find my lifestyle attractive

Well, welcome to my life-
Where we pack pistols, serve work
And steal pun', all night
Welcome to my life-
Where we ride on our 'heavy beast'
You might not make it back tonight
Now, welcome to my life-
Where we serve J's and live twice
They say, "It ain't right"...
Well, welcome to my life-
Where you bark, you better be careful
The gun got body... And them bitches hot, like pepper

My life is, 2 cups and po'ed up
Niggas talkin' 'bout, "Roll up; no hold up"
That point-5 shit, you can pass it to her
I stuff crust, stuff crust; Roll my own blunt
And I like girls, with medium sized butts
Let her lick the Molly and she turnin' a whole slut
A 1000 bags of 'gas', comin' in and ain't lettin' up
I know you niggas plottin'; Tryna rob me and set me up
-About this profit, 'Dem-Boys-In-Da-Hood' gon' find a body
Another victim spotted, M.P.A niggas rockin'
Doin' the dash in the 'Rari; Fuck the state trooper, clockin'
It's my life and how I'm rockin'

Well, welcome to my life-
Where we pack pistols, serve work
And steal pun', all night
Welcome to my life-
Where we ride on our 'heavy beast'
You might not make it back tonight
Now, welcome to my life-
Where we serve J's and live twice
They say, "It ain't right"...
Well, welcome to my life-
Where you bark, you better be careful
The gun got body... And them bitches hot, like pepper