Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Live My Life , by - Guerilla MaabRelease date: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Live My Life , by - Guerilla MaabLive My Life |
| I’m living it day by day, so I can try to catch focus |
| I gotta thank God that I’m still living, I’m letting know that he’s noticed |
| I know, that I need to change |
| All I could say the streets is all I live, since I was neglected |
| All of my life I feel it’s nothing but pain that I get, stay strapped with a |
| vest |
| Until I rest gotta do my best, while living this life I don’t wanna be shife |
| All of my life, feel like I was stabbed in the back with a knife |
| So all of my so called friends, better check yourself |
| Don’t approach me, 'fore I drop turn drop back on a nigga like me |
| That’s why I gotta keep my faith in God, and I don’t wanna go |
| But if I really gotta go, then I’ma die living at my will |
| Trying to maintain the pain that I feel, sometimes I feel that I gotta get |
| killed |
| If it’s that way then I won’t feel the stress, that’s kept up in my brain |
| Nobody to blame for the thangs I do, not ready to choose if I should change |
| I suggest you better keep your distance, better mind your bidness |
| I don’t wanna go take your life, and it don’t take much |
| That’ll make me click, one day I’m hoping I see the light |
| This life of mine finna get worse, I feel I’m cursed for life with this stress |
| I’m so sick of me living in pain, in vein |
| I’m thinking, that I’ma be ready to rest in peace |
| I’m just trying, to live my life |
| Why you hoes, be acting shife |
| You always, wanna hate my grind |
| I’m only trying, make shit right |
| Trying to regain my focus, my vision blurry from pain |
| Trying to calm all my nerves, insents burning from Mary Jane |
| Trying to live my life, more paper fuck lime light |
| Daily says she down with me, but something don’t feel right |
| Dougie steady be smoking, from the pain in my mind |
| If you say you down with me, tell me why you be lying |
| Situation be sticky, but when it’s hot it’ll bubble |
| Tell me you love me, but girl I would never you see me struggle |
| Could it be, I’m part of this game |
| But nobody understand, till somebody lay in this game |
| And I don’t wanna be the one, that have to tell you mayn |
| But I’m still gon ball, across the turning lane |
| Gotta keep my head up, even though I’m fed up |
| Still stacking my change, and sitting up on buck |
| Y’all boys don’t learn, not to fuck with us |
| We on the paper, and in God we trust |
| Mucho caliente, like the ese’s |
| Keeping shit hot, the way we getting paid |
| Better recognize we own the world, and it’s just too late to pray |
| I’m trying to live my life, like day to day |
| And I know he hear, a G when I pray |
| So after we’ll see, I feel the change in me |
| And I know something good, for I told the beat |
| In an attempt to make it right, running up red here my daily flight |
| Taking Penitentiary chances right, to make sho my woman and baby tight |
| I make fake to the left, but I make a right |
| Green or yellow don’t worry, I’ma make the light |
| Gotta get rid of a few cakes tonight, anything go wrong I’ma take a life |
| Because I’m thinking about, my lil' brother mayn |
| I really done lost my mother mayn, there cause my cousin no other mayn |
| When you fuck with that, your life up in flames |
| I’m tired of the bullshit reaching me, I can’t afford a class who teaching me |
| And make a nigga wanna cuss all the time, 90 percent of songs |
| They be bleeping me I gotta watch my tongue, and just like I’m on fire |
| Pen start pimping, it’ll bug your eye |
| Tryin to go from steady to customized, hoodrats to yellas with lovely thighs |
| Where they be, when a nigga wanna drop the top |
| Everybody was spend money, wanna cock the Glock |
| Get away from laws, had to drop my rocks |
| Jumping over the fence, the convict don’t stop |
| Gotta buy diapers gotta buy clothes, gotta get paid before I stole clothes |
| Picture for picture that’s fucked up |
| Especially when a nigga, done done some shows |
| Rock the crowd, for about fo' bills |
| Show me the money, cause I show skills |
| I’ma sip the drank, and I’ma blow the skill |
| And I’ma meditate, until a nigga get a platinum deal |
| (*singing*) |
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