Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How Life Changed, artist - T.I.. Album song No Mercy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle
Song language: English
How Life Changed |
| Ay say KT |
| I remember bro standing out ten of uh |
| Flip a bird split it up |
| Antenna stickin' up |
| For crooked cop patrollin' |
| If the rad-doh rollin |
| All the dough I’m throwin' |
| Fuck a jail I ain’t going tonight |
| Quick to pull a 4−4 in the fight |
| Under the street lights |
| Rollin' the dice |
| We was so enticed |
| By niggas like slick money and ice |
| We figure prison end should come with the light |
| Along with losin' your life |
| And there were no way we thought |
| We’d go to jail for any case we caught |
| For all the yay we bought |
| Not a dime did we say we borrowed |
| Bought damn near every pair of jeans at the mall |
| Had our way with the broads |
| Hit the rink but we ain’t skatin' at all |
| Seem like every other day we brawl |
| That AK on call |
| When I think about all we done |
| It’s amazing to see how far we come |
| Remember |
| I remember walkin' |
| Didn’t have a dollar in my pocket |
| Now I’m watching stocks like whats the options |
| Oooh Oooh |
| Oooh Oooh |
| How life’s changed |
| I remember hustlin' |
| Tryin' to get these crooked cops off us |
| Now I read about it in my office |
| Oooh Oooh |
| Oooh Oooh |
| How life’s changed |
| Ay say C-Roy |
| Remember days we was slangin' the hard |
| In a crib with no lights |
| We used to stay in the dark |
| Remember Captain Mac bonin' man |
| They were retarded |
| I don’t know who kept us laughing the hardest |
| Since our sacks was the largest |
| Didn’t take us long to corner the market |
| I remember everyday was a party |
| 15 16 with dreams of being cocaine bosses |
| In pursuit of that |
| We made so many terrible choices |
| Like the time we made away with that Millennium |
| From the dealership |
| Before our day won we killin' em |
| Late nights |
| Gun fights |
| High speed chases |
| So close to the good life we taste it |
| Damn the consequences pimp |
| If it’s a chance we take it |
| First case a month in juvenile and get probation |
| When I think about all we done |
| It’s amazing to see how far we come |
| Remember |
| I remember walkin' |
| Didn’t have a dollar in my pocket |
| Now I’m watching stocks like whats the options |
| Oooh Oooh |
| Oooh Oooh |
| How life’s changed |
| I remember hustlin' |
| Tryin' to get these crooked cops off us |
| Now I read about it in my office |
| Oooh Oooh |
| Oooh Oooh |
| How life’s changed |
| We started small time dope game |
| Hustlin' that cocaine |
| In the state traffickin' |
| High feeling no pain |
| Numb to the fact |
| That we was poisoning our own kind |
| I ain’t give a fuck |
| He gettin' his so I want mine |
| Young and with that attitude |
| Somebody finally gimme that |
| I ain’t give a fuck how I got it |
| It was real as that |
| So if I had to peel a cat |
| Somebody was dead then |
| Since I’m a killer |
| That’s the condition my head’s in |
| Can’t work too hard to get my money |
| I refuse to |
| Slave for the next man a raise nigga fuck you |
| These streets are 9 to 5 |
| You want it we can get it for ya |
| And even though they steady changin' |
| This is still a hustle |
| Still got them same rules |
| Man I be the same game |
| We’d even found some brand new money |
| Still we maintain |
| This ain’t integrity |
| We upheld in the street life |
| Livin' the mother fuckin' dream |
| Niggas singin' like… |
| I remember walkin' |
| Didn’t have a dollar in my pocket |
| Now I’m watching stocks like whats the options |
| Oooh Oooh |
| Oooh Oooh |
| How life’s changed |
| I remember hustlin' |
| Tryin' to get these crooked cops off us |
| Now I read about it in my office |
| Oooh Oooh |
| Oooh Oooh |
| How life’s changed |