H.N.I.C. - My Life (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Uh, yeah, yo Money, Stacks, what's good?/ (This is My Life) Shout out to Comb (GIG), Delli/ (This is My Life) Beezy (HNS), yeah!/ (This is My Life) Tic-Toc (This is My life) Weed, what up boy?!/ Jop! Geah/ [Verse 1: Prhyme Rhyme Boss] 1987, I was born, hopped out of heaven/ Livin' in a hell, I ain't know but time would tell/ I don't know, but I was tryna be on my excel/ Tryna get up on my sh**, tapped me like a wired cell/ I don't know, but I was spending my mid's high as hell/ Chillin' wit my n***as, gettin' at figures/ Gettin' at b**hes, remember them days?/ Man I'm just reminiscing, sit back, I'll kick it wit ya/ (uh), Prhyme Rhyme Boss/ This is my day in my life, yup, This is my way and my night!/ (come on!) Until that day I find my wife/ (where she at?) Im'a be in the streets every day shining bright/ (bright!) I'm Like a star, when I'm reppin' The Star/ (yeah) I twist cigars before I go to the bar/ (where we at?) Ayo, rhymin' like a muhf**a, grindin' like a mug/ Perfect timing like a muhf**a/ [Hook] Ayo, cuz this is my life, my time, my hustle, my grind, my money, my shine/ Cuz this is my life!/ x2 [Verse 2: Prhyme Rhyme Boss] (High school sh**) We was sellin bags in that hallway, I mean all day/ Tryna get it in, learned the hard way/ Pour out a little Henny in the driveway/ My n***as tryna make a couple Penny's no Hardaway/ (cuz this is my life!) Ayo, miss me with that bullsh**/ How they gone tell you the whole story, they ain't even got the full script/ I light a full clip/ That's a half a blunt or what you put in the back of a gun/ Shout out to my n***as still doin' it/ (pinelake, westside) All my hustlers and trappers that's still trapped in the slums/ They say "that n***a Prhyme Rhyme, he movin it!"/ That's because, n***a, I ain't tryna be rappin' for fun!/ [Hook x4] [Prhyme Rhyme Boss Talking] This is my life man, you live yours. I advise you to do so Prhyme Rhyme Boss. GIG Chrome Star