This is a song about "No life"

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Im no longer about that life, though there was some time

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

What we gotta do to survive

Fuck you laylow your a bitch with no life

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

No valid shot at life, chance to make it or succeed

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

As your family dies, and my family rise

Break every fiber until you got no life