My Life lyrics

[Hook]
I got 1000 words, touched 1000 birds
Cut down bricks, shot clean and dirty sticks
I washed my hands, father that’s my word (hustle, muscle)
This is my life, this is my life
You better think twice, this is my life
My brother’s still in the pen, where can a n*gga begin
I asked god to wash away sins, even though that was still when (I pray)
This is my life, this is my life
You better think twice, this is my life

[Verse 1]
My sales is Little Caesars, but I deliver
You lick her, Flippa get with her
Every 8 ballers are home with no tripper
I been in Versace, you rocking Ed Hardy
Fifty grams a day, like I’m Bob Marley
Only did [?] n Audis, Carlos pull up on the Harley
Nobody don’t love you, till you somebody
Somebody call Scotty
Four angels with me, but I am no Charlie
Hit you with 100 rounds, dig up your body
That’s how the game goes
This my life, basically it’s a movie
Austin Powers Uzi, make you get groovy

[Hook]
I got 1000 words, touched 1000 birds
Cut down bricks, shot clean and dirty sticks
I washed my hands, father that’s my word (hustle, muscle)
This is my life, this is my life
You better think twice, this is my life
My brother’s still in the pen, where can a n*gga begin
I asked god to wash away sins, even though that was still when (I pray)
This is my life, this is my life
You better think twice, this is my life
[Verse 2]
I float the fishes, swarm the pigeons, I didn’t even mention
No apprentice, [?] show, you know that Flippa stay with extensions
These n*ggas gone hate, n*ggas pretenders gone give up your plate
What blow me up most is selfish ass n*ggas
And b*tches be b*tching when you give no attention
Pops died when I was a young n*gga, that's how the reason why I turned to a killer
Other than that I’m really on a money mission
[?] for the moms, I got to see triple
Been seeing bands, I’m tryna see millions
f*ck a n*gga’s thoughts and f*ck a b*tch feelings
Say f*ck a b*tch thoughts and f*ck a n*ggas feelings

[Hook]
I got 1000 words, touched 1000 birds
Cut down bricks, shot clean and dirty sticks
I washed my hands, father that’s my word (hustle, muscle)
This is my life, this is my life
You better think twice, this is my life
My brother’s still in the pen, where can a n*gga begin
I asked god to wash away sins, even though that was still when (I pray)
This is my life, this is my life
You better think twice, this is my life