My Life

{*TQ harmonizing at the start*}

[Juvenile]

Who the fuck - nigga hittin shots in the truck

Hope I'm able to make this right turn, my Neon fucked

The wodie that I'm with, bawlin up like a bitch

instead of tryin to retaliate by bustin his shit

My leg already fucked up, been playin it bald

Now I gotta drive the car too, funny and all

Left arm on the steerin wheel, right on the Mac

Them niggaz brought it to me raw so I'm bringin it back

Out the window with it dumb sinnin, but I crashed

This boy went straight through window his stupid ass

And I'm noticin I smell gas

Gotta bust a airbag, get out the car fast and haul ass

I still gotta duck bullets that cut through bricks

What the fuck I did to make niggaz want do me like this

Won't be long 'fore one of the bullets ignite the gas

They'll meet - even the buildings gonna be ash

[Chorus 2X: TQ - over harmonizing]

My life my life my life my life

My life my life my life my life

Ain't no sunshine 'til they gone

Ain't no sunshine 'til they gone

[Juvenile]

I'ma go on to survive but the story returns

After bein treated several months for 3rd degree burns

My lil cousin Denaun flipped out, and murdered his children

I gotta go by my aunt now, he hurtin her feelings

He's lookin at a L, swearin no need for a trial

Accept it like a man bitch or live in denial

Whatchu think the people gon' say, when they look at his file

Hear that little boy, snicker he in here for a while

I had a shit bag on me, I could barely walk

Everybody knew the story but was scared to talk

I read lips when I pull up, right after I park

I hear a nigga say whass happen wo' but not from the heart

Word gotta be out, a lot of tension's in the air black

Your everyday niggaz ain't even muchly makin transac'

If I think about a gun, I'ma get ten

The people got they ears to the streets and they be listenin

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]

Niggaz be knowin them bitches slippin when I'm dishin

I'd rather be locked down in prison than come up missin

But that goes to show you how fast the laws work

They was peepin with somebody that punished them boys first

Don't they know the people still thinkin I sent the hit

I'd accept it if I did it but they wrong for that shit

To the police, I sounded like the boy cryin wolf

Cause they know I like slangin rice shootin dice with the crooks

Everythang in life I accumulated I took

It's a neverending episode, my life is a book

I'm hot, so I'm ridin round up in Rock(?)

There's a funeral pass, two cops and five limos

Man that's one of them niggaz was tryin to snipe me

I betcha everybody in that crowd don't like me

I should go up in the bitch bustin

But they got innocent bystanders that never did the clique nothin

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

{*TQ harmonizing*}