Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Life , by - Jim Jones. Release date: 06.11.2006
Song language: English
My Life |
| Uh huh |
| We back |
| We still on the streets |
| Rap game is now the crack game |
| Watch out for them rap police |
| Jim Jones (verse 1): |
| The rap police is on my ass |
| Searchin for the ratchet |
| Im stepping on the gas while im swirving through the traffic |
| Watching the sun rise, twisting up the grass |
| Money on my mind, got me thinking bout the cash |
| 'cause i heard the plottin war |
| You gotta have your paper right |
| They knocking at the door |
| Im hoping they dont raid tonight |
| We moves pies |
| Trying to get the treasures |
| Plush rides |
| Getting high till the FBI come and get us |
| And we hit them clubs in the city |
| Now i got the thugs and all the drug dealers with me |
| Splergin on the bottles |
| Hope the groupies follow |
| Im tryin to slide baby beeze of in the garllodo |
| The life styles of the thugs |
| Young rich and famous |
| Give a f**k about the judge |
| We runnin from arraignments |
| Speeding through life at a faster pace |
| So i pray to god tonight and im hoping i dont catch a case |
| Trying ride the wave in a deep sea |
| 'cause i like to spend my life, my life, my life, my life |
| Ducking dt’s in the z3 or the gt this is bg |
| Trying ride the wave in a deep sea |
| 'cause i like to spend my nights, my nights, my nights, my nights |
| Ducking dt’s in the z3 or the gt this is bg |
| Now i ain’t sleep about a week |
| My 7 Day theory |
| Im gunning in the streets everyday is getting scary |
| And any minute meet aquittance wit da reeper |
| But we gotta stay alive getting fadedd of the reefer |
| Liquor, no chaser, shits gettin major |
| F**king with the guns gotch ya nigga all cased up |
| Its for the thrill so we do it for the love of it |
| Like oh what a feeling mother f**ker when we thuggin it |
| One for Mob, two to stay free |
| Three to cop a ride, hundred thousand on the V |
| Wallin in the whip, lets talk politics |
| They say niggas from new york is all about a flip |
| Got gas on my brain, cash on the chain |
| And im flying up lennox fast in the lane |
| They say its hard up in the streets |
| Trying to make a million while im dodging from police |
| Mother f**ker can u fell me |
| (Outro) |
| Pay attention while i mention |
| That the birdgang is on the move |
| While you talking here we walking |
| Like the way you want to do |
| We dem rock stars, keep dem hot cars |
| And a hot one for you lames |
| Just griding for all the paper we can get up out this game |