Big Leak - Sample of My Life lyrics

I hope yall dont mind me talkin my sh**... sip my yack and give yall n***as my thoughts... Check it My mama crazy and that sh** f** wit my head So i be trapped in my mind and i be stuck in my head No i be stuck off the liquor i be stuck in my bed Cuz she ain't like me since young Must be something i said And prolly dont help alot that i look like my pops That i look more like a hoodlem when i hooked up my locks Might of sold a lil weed Never cooked up a rock Kickin me out was a strain put the hook on the lock Man i could've wild out like a hook on the L.O.X But i ain't tryna see the pen ??? And i almost did a bid Assault one was on the charge And ironicaaly all i wanted was my mother and God And i couldn't keep a girl mama son is a dog Mama son was a pimp Mama son had the broads Got a pimpin ??? ??? These is just my thoughts I get blunted and reflect Me and millz wanted to smoke He was ??? for a check Lil something on the ring, lil something on the neck Then i seen these industry n***as and im like f** that Gimme some bomb a** weed and some dutch blunt wraps Man we could reminisce for days ill take you months back ??? She had cancer ??? I was scared of bad news i ain't answer none of her texts She gon need alot of love she gon need that affection I get high enough to ask God to see he correct it Im like ,, im like yo God I mean you know , you know out of evrybody the best that me and my mom dont get along but im saying if this could pa**, let it pa** Everyday ain't sunny for me I hardly got money to eat I hardly got dutch money for this 20 in my sneaks I hardly could run in my sneaks check my feet Its hard for me to run to the doctor every week Insurance tryna knock me off them n***as cheap Plus i gotta pay for these meds out of my pocket So i be like f** it cuz i just ain't got it While n***as is complainin what they life is without I go crib to crib and i sleep on the couch So if you really wanna know what leak is about Check to see if i ignored you when you speak out your mouth I drench my pain like rain in 40s and weed On instagram attention seekers all on my feed It got me thinking like money is all that you need Love is cool but you won't have me caught on a knee I mean i think like, if you gon give life 100% of you. How you gon share 50% of you with somebody else? Everyday i wake up im plotting on touchin ends With the same hands i break down dutches with Crush a 20 on up and pump the guts and then I blow that motherf**a like a bunch of wind Lets grind I swear to God i ain't sleep good in some months time Nightmares of being stuck in the lunch line My nike airs i scuff em up when its crunch time Cuz i go nuts like 40 points, not 1 dime I tend to chief alot and spit that dope through your speakerbox This is half the d-e-tox Always was a nike n***a checks was on my sneakerbox Unless they was the pumps i never did the re-e-boks The shaq-nocious those sh**s was ferocious though And them AI's them sh**s was just smokin bro I peep the game like a open toe So im stayin on my feet like smokey joe Shoutout to O to the Lo I just was smoking wit hoes He said we definitly gettin on ain't no hoping sh** bro He said lets go, live loyal and have faith in the One Everybody under clouds have they days in the sun And grind on day 800 as if its day 1 Cuz in this field of dreams if you build it they come Yea... c**aine And they call me c**aine cuz im cla**ic....i been around.... i been hittin