Jayo Felony, Criminalz - My Life lyrics

Can't stop, won't stop, nigga
That's that Crip Hop
Roll until I hit the top
Find a bitch to break my crop
Hit a switch and then a drop
If it's a club then she gon' hop
From club to club and dick
To dick, trick bitch, hush the shit
Hit licks for big chips, get rich
Retire quick spit shit for convicts and hoes
That's full of nonsense
Fuck a guilty conscience
I kill shit regardless
It's real shit, the hardest
The realest regardless
Don't ever try to get shit started
That's retarded
You ain't gotta ask how we got in
We bogarted
Y'all gon' know how we lay shit down
It ain't no secret
And it's gon' stay in the fam, nigga
That's how we gon' keep it
It ain't no time for jokin, nigga
Fuck the Dreamcast busters be mad
See well on a misssion that means cash
You better soak up some game and
Learn to be a rich roller
Shots hit you through your window while
You was holdin your controller
Now it's over

All my life I played this game
And my life is full of pain
I don't know if I'll ever change
Perkin on drink and smokin Mary Jane

My life is full of sin
Too much drama in California
Niggas runnin up on ya to dump
And put you in a coma or worse, six feet
Get put as deep as you stand
Get carried by five homies
Your brother the sixth man
Think about your life and what
You got to live for
You may not have a lot of money but
You still find a way to glow
Just keep pushin and strivin
Livin one day at a time
Have patience with life and one
Day your light'll shine and when you shine
Watch them niggas that watch you gleam
Cause envy brings niggas to
Jack for bling-bling
In my life it's hard to deal with the pain
But it's part of bein a man
It's part of the game
Accept the shit and move on, partner
And hope for the best
Cause the best way to get
Some revenge is through success
Cause they don't like to see you
Come from nothin to somethin
Single in rotation on the radio bumpin

When I really think about it
Life is fucked up
All the shit I did and man, I'm still here
I lucked up i know it's people prayin for
My soul every day before I go to bed I get
Down on my knees and pray
Niggas like me ain't gon' never be shit
If you can't shoot a basketball or grab
The mic and make a hit
We set up to fail before we get a opportunity
It's easy access to drugs
In the black community
So we choose it, we sell it and we use it
We like to live our life fast and
Know we might even lose it
Abuse it, with 40oz mad Dog and hard liquor
Have you catchin cases
Makin a nigga walk the yard quicker
It ain't no love, mayne
Mama didn't raise a thug
But I got caught up in the streets
I like to taste the blood
I like drug money, 211 thug money
I ran the streets fascinated
By that blood money

I don't know if I'll ever change
And get out the game
I've been hustlin for too long
I've been strugglin and doin wrong