There'll be a minute of joy for a life of sorrow, don't smile at me, good bye
Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die
How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Its either life or the hood, choose whats right and good, and your family's first success son.
While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison
How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids
Back to my life application, you might think i'm happy, with this good fucking grades
And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book
And sometimes i write about when life goes good
I need a backyard full court size
It´s the battle of life
Changing my whole life style from bad to good
Call me a product of my own damn hood
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