Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Life, artist - DJ Khaled. Album song We The Best Forever, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
My Life |
Yeah. |
I got some shit I need to get off my chest |
So just shut the fuck up and listen! |
The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life |
In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life… |
The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life |
In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life… |
In my life, my life, my life… |
Time and time again, I ask myself |
Who’s listening? |
Who feels my pain? |
Who feels my thoughts? |
Who’s on the road that I’m travelling? |
But I can’t complain |
These are just my words |
You would feel the same if you was in my skin |
If you was in my shoes |
And you went all the days that I went struggling and hustling |
If you spent all the nights that my momma cried |
Those endless nights, those weary eyes |
Everyone in the house would just fuss and fight |
Flipping over furniture, grabbing knives |
We’d call the cops, here they come again |
All the things in life I couldn’t comprehend |
We ignored our problems, we’d just pretend |
That they wasn’t there, like they didn’t exist |
In Eastside Decatur our situation made us |
React the the way that we did |
All the nights that we had to freeze |
«Oh no, huddle up, here comes the wind!» |
On a stormy night in a flooded house |
I can still hear the raindrops pourin' in |
And they pourin' in, it’s pourin' in |
I can still hear the raindrops pourin' in |
The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life |
In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life… |
The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life |
In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life… |
In my life, my life, my life… |
That’s why my attitude is «fuck the world» |
I see most these rappers as a bunch of girls |
Scary-ass niggas, this a poltergeist |
Kick these niggas offstage like an open mic |
Niggas know who I am behind the music |
Even when they gone, I’mma still be here |
I done made more money off a single album |
Then you’ll probably ever see throughout your whole career |
Y’all ain’t boss, y’all lightweight |
We smoke pounds, y’all pound cake |
That’s why real niggas don’t fuck with y’all |
Y’all sweet to the air like soundscapes |
And the crazy thing about it |
I ain’t gotta do this rap shit |
I could make a million off of royalties |
And turn around and buy the rights to your masters |
I ain’t gotta feel the fake persona |
Full of goons in my squad who appear to be bolder |
I’m from the ‘hood, man, I ain’t from the streets |
I took a different path, the one that lasted longer |
And now I’m straight for life, and my team is eatin' |
And that’s all I owe, and that’s the way I see it |
So leave me the fuck alone |
And let me smoke this blunt to myself this evening |
The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life |
In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life… |
The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life |
In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life… |
In my life, my life, my life… |
What am I supposed to be? |
Am I supposed to smile, am I supposed to grin, huh? |
For White America to let me in |
Should I assume a role that’s none threatening? |
«Oh, Bobby Ray, you so cool in your raps» |
«All that other garbage, you don’t talk like that» |
Meanwhile, I just left the strip club an hour ago |
Now I’m thinkin' bout turning back |
Tell me who’s the author that writes the script |
I’m what it means to be, to be a lyricist |
Obviously, I’m in a league of my own |
So I don’t get offended if I ain’t on your list |
This takes me back, back in the day |
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when I was broke as shit |
Failed every test, every class I skipped |
I was in my zone with a pad and pen |
I didn’t understand, I was just a kid |
So misunderstood, never had a friend |
I was so depressed, always upset |
Here I go, contemplating suicide again |
I was all alone, I was out of touch |
Little did I know that I was out of sight |
So I kept my headphones all the way turnt up |
Waiting for the moment when the time was right |
Now the time is right |
Now the time is right, yeah. |
The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life |
In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life… |
The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life |
In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life… |
In my life, my life, my life… |