E-40, The R.O.D. Project - My Life lyrics

Still thirsty determined and motivated
If you hustle like me
Then we probably related
Real niggas ain't never outdated
Peanuts to a elephant
Look at my ballin' ass, mayne
I'm still relevant
I remind me of me, one of one
Snappin' like a snapping turtle
Bustin' like a Tommy Gun
Let my nuts hang over my shoulder - fearless
With the wickedest flow on
The planet - resickolous
Hoe ass niggas can't stand it - bitches
How did he manage to stay in
Demand for this? - Long
He been on since I was born
And now I'm grown e-40 go back like Fila
Jackets and brick phones
Beepers and dookie ropes
And Fleetwood Broughams
D-boy equipment, Eastmont and Hilltop Mall
You talk it, I lived it
You can ask my partner Paul
Quit the D game and went independent, boy
I helped pioneer this

For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy
Yeah (But, I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I'm just trying to live, my life, my life
But, I could never understand why
They hating on me, oh
(But, I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I can't live my life, my life, my life

"You know I ain't gon' shit you
'cause you my real best turf"
That's what my relative said to me when
We were smoking on some herb
I said, "Give it to me straight
Don't give me to me late
I hope you're on some real 'cause
I don't wanna hear no fake" he said, "Cuz"
(what's happening?) "These niggas ain't cool"
(Why you say that?) "I think we
Got a leak in our pool
They talking behind your back and
Blaming you for they faults
They were talking to their batch
And murder mouthing a boss"
Mayne, as much as I done did for for
Fools, that's how they gon' do me, dude?
Niggas don't wanna see niggas win
Niggas wanna see niggas lose
Threw the old rules out the window and
Created their whole new set of rules
It's been ugly ever since they took
Praying up out the schools
But, I refuse, to be phony, mayne
This is true
Real niggas forgive these fake niggas for
They know not what they do
Sucka shit is at an all-time high
Spread like the flu
If you hang around sucka shit
Sucka shit gon' rub off on you that's real

For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy
Yeah (But, I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I'm just trying to live, my life, my life
But, I could never understand why
They hating on me, oh
(But, I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I can't live my life, my life, my life

"Loan me a couple of dollars, mayne
Let me hold somethin'
I know you got 'em, my nigga
You got three albums comin'"
I got kids just like you
Why you don't understand?
I don't owe you nothin', nigga
You a grown man
Fools try to test me 'cause I rap
Think I got too much to lose
But, I'll green light a sap
Him and his dudes i'm just a genuine guy
That don't bother nobody
I just look like this, but I'll body somebody
Get 'em up outta the way 'fore they try
To get me up out the way
It's ugly out here in the Bay
The clouds is dark gray
If they bit you once, they'll bite you again
Gotta have tough skin
Beware of the hand that hides the snake
Could be your best friend

For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy
Yeah (But, I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I'm just trying to live, my life, my life
But, I could never understand why
They hating on me, oh
(But, I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I can't live my life, my life, my life