Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

Yeah, I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob
Money, Attitude, Direction, and
real shit
Think my hood one time, my hood, it's trippin'
Thinkin' changed, crossed niggaz
Where we go

I'm that two-bedroom apartment, Marcy
5-3-4, that middle building, yeah, say it started me
I'm new to it but consider me
Seen it all happen, ain't what was done
But, all I wanted was the fly kicks, fly
Little nigga but still a fly bitch
And back then it was in the hood
Knuckle up with ya dog and fuck it, all good

Now, I'm in the crib up to go to war with 'em
Same little niggaz I used to steal from the store 'em
I go and get 'em from
Used to take the same bus, same back then we was cool
I broke at lunch with 'em
And if left me with two singles, then you know
I'm one with 'em, we cut school in the building I lived in
One floor higher, smokin' and gettin'

Damn, think of age, now we up north
It was like we was practicin' sports
from flippin' on mats now he flippin' in the box
Locked twenty-three up a day, he in the max
Ain't no lookin' because this life goes on
We was didn't care about the rights and wrongs
But, nobody judged us the loved us
Streets, the only thing that ever something from us

I a couple friends
But I promised and prayed that if I make it, Im'a see 'em
I admit, I was as a child
And my aint like none of my friends who use to call me Ismhael
My brother on punishment, mama found out he hustle and
Found jacks, her plan she thought of flushin' it
Me, I'm in the streets I swore, change
My brother a 'cause, I came up to do the same

It's all my days
is all about my nights
This is all about my
This is all my life

This is all my days
This is all my nights
This is all my pain
This is all my life

I got my work, about the age of fourteen
My brother a case his bail was fourteen
Me, still hustlin', school not
My started changin', the money started showin'
My right hand was owing every hoe we
She represent us through the ghetto every we know, yeah
He put me on on that traffic, though the was average
I care I learned how to handle that package

Then, a body dropped, O locked for
The squad it died, I was left to represent it
Took a nigga out his crib his name I aint mention it
Know this hit home, I know nigga listenin'
'Cause we was tighter brothers where did the love go
I called your my mom's dog, I let the love show
This was to be us
You was to have the next verse dog
This was to be us

And, you know I you the streets, taught you to pitch in
I you that gear got you all the bitches
I never thought you ever me dog
If they me down in the corner, get 'em off me dog
Now I see exactly we went wrong
When I spin through the hood and I see him, I it goin'
Now the ghetto lookin' at me like I
But, I'm still regular nigga I'm still the same

It's all about my
This is all my nights
This is all about my
is all about my life

This is all my days
is all about my nights
This is all about my
This is all about my