J.Outlaw - My Life
Cause this is my life
In the Nighttime
When Them Lights On
Still grinding I ain't going Home
Gotta get right and Gotta Stay strong
Cause this my life
Baby momma tripping
I ain't even Stressing
I'm heaven sent with A lot blessings
I'm a keep going
I'm hear to send a message
Im too blessed 2 be Stressed
I got Faith When I step
I thanc God for these Blessings we are
Remember When Was life A mess
No I never Been perfect
My pops he was always Working
The Streets called to Me the surface
By thirteen I was lurking
The passion Of Living With the Finer things
Intuition early Money Schemes
Cold Plots The Trigger Might Squeeze
The blueprint Said It Wouldn't Be Easy
I live The Life That I was Given
Gotta Grind For These Millions
Work hard for these Billions
Overtime For these Trillions
I really Live In these Street Life
No Curfew For Them Street Lights
Crippin Threw The district in the Late night
You know I had To come take flight
Early Mornings On Madden
Tiny Blu was a Savage
Up Hyde park To the donut shop
Got Some lowball and a couple blunts
Man Those was the days
We didn't dwell on our fait
Blowing wit T60t and Crazo on 7th
On Mook and paCman on 8th
Watching For The Enemies
While we Still up On The Creep
Then politic On Bryhurst Ave
And Head baCc to the AG
Cause this is my life
In the Nighttime
When Them Lights On
Still grinding I ain't going Home
Gotta get right and Gotta Stay strong
Cause this my life
Baby momma tripping
I ain't even Stressing
I'm heaven sent with A lot blessings
I'm a keep going
I'm hear to send a message
I can't Afford to loose focus
No Artier Motives
Just Memories Of Me Hoping
That I'll Grow And Get Older
So One Day I can Make it out
A lot Of My Niccaz Didn't Make it Out
Incarcerated in prisons
Funerals
Obituary pictures
My baby Mommaz they Don't Understand
It's Hard For young BlaCc man
So I'm tryna Teach militance
And be Positive co parent
I don't Do for no Credit
I don't Need Yo Marits
They Really go be Hurt a.f. up
When Wifey Get That 4karrot
I Still Get it How I live
And go Hard For My Kids
Remember Nights With Lights On
Eating Hot Dogs in a Foster Home
Me And Joseph
Always Been burnt Out
Outlaws we was Thugged Out
Been Grinding
Since We Stole The Candy
From the Smart and Final
And went and Made The club House
Cause this is my life
In the Nighttime
When Them Lights On
Still grinding I ain't going Home
Gotta get right and Gotta Stay strong
Cause this my life
Baby momma tripping
I ain't even Stressing
I'm heaven sent with A lot blessings
I'm a keep going
I'm hear to send a message
Written by:
Jeromy Outlaw
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