My Life [2012] lyrics

This that new b*tch Mob mixtape
Shout out to pepperboy in Arkansas
Shouts out to Nas you feel me

Long nights n*ggas never gave a f*ck
Dirty ass room, no new draws
n*ggas mad cuz i got my way out the system
I did probation, i did ankle monitor
I did house arrest, i did 12 steps
I did drug class, i did counseling
I did every f*cking thing that the courts asked me
I did youth court, i paid restitution
One man with a plan it was so polluted
n*ggas fell off I had to bounce back
sh*t change when a young n*gga ghetto platinum
Used to be a robber but the game checked me
Juvinile life I cudda done 30 years
In the courtroom my momma cried 30 tears
My whole life in the hands of the f*cking jury
Juvinile felon, didn't need a weapon
Run through hood solo, people houses
Lord please forgive me, Im already cursed
n*ggas totin semis, obscene for the glist and glamour
Posted in the hood they pulled a shotgun on me
n*ggas had a mask and a orange scraper
Seen it in the eyes, uh you feel me
n*ggas talk that pistol talk but dont wanna die
Shotgun to the chest them boys drove off
Another day in the hood get you broke off
When you b*tch Mob you don't trip off them suckas
n*gga punched me, n*gga robbed me but I still love ya
Tiny pants, new look but I'm still thuggin
B town boys you know that we still hustlin
Reppin Westside till my muthaf*ckin grave
I rep the world, all the trill n*ggas around the way
If you ain't real, then I tote that K
You can see the picture when you inside the frame
When I get it off, it ain't a f*cking game
Couple dudes doin life and you paid the price
Free Young Bruh, they done took his life
You can ask I ain't neva been a playa hater
n*gga I got f*cking pain in my f*cking brain
Many dope fiend rentals no f*cking cane
I go anywhere n*gga ask my f*ckin name
n*gga been solid, since n*gga Im solid
n*gga front it, and Im smokin and Im still shoppin x2