Joe Quinde - I Love My Life lyrics

Noreaga] Can't stop thinkin of the game, y'know what'm mean? Can't get the game out my Mind. Gotta get out the game tonight though, y'know what'm sayin? (Aw, word) It's damn time. This is real, y'know what'm sayin? Growin up, (yeah) I did my Little dirt. (what, what what, what) Sold my little work. (What, what) Y'know what'm sayin? [Verse One] Yo, I grew up like the regular thug - sold d** Wasn't proud about it, but this is what I gotta do I copped the Jordan's, and the Fi-la's, too Yo, I loved the Bo Jackson's, the orange and blue Used to snatch Lee patches, now I wear Cartier gla**es Thinkin that the earth's axis Revolves around my will and how the f** I feel Yo I played ball for Vince, yo I handled the pill Then it dawned on me, came strong on me I belonged with these, n***as thugging with me So I switched crews, started rolling with the older dudes Drinking brews, did what they say, and paid dues My hands dirty, trying to keep little Leah And got jerked, the first time I tried to re-up People my age, tried to say slow my speed up Cause I smoke bogies, stay throwing weed up [Hook: Carl Thomas (Noreaga)] I love my life (Love my life, yo) Sold d** my life (Did it all in my time) Live my whole life (Live it up) I sacrificed (Sacrificed twice) This game we play (Play for keeps) I live and pray (Control the streets) Happy or sad (Yo, just live your life, baby, live your life,baby) Ooo, yeah [Verse Two] These is the days of Spofford, I used to roll with Rob Profit Troy Outlaw, Freddie Bedrock, and Joe Wu Runnin in Timbo's ???, shine shoes Section Two, part of Iraq I grew up at Had to learn how to slap box, instead of a gat I never knew rap, all I knew was crack Yo there's rules to this game, and people to blame When you see another little brother doing the same As you used to Growing up like you Playing skully, with his heat out, cellular phone Getting little drug money, but got the world sewn I recall, when T-Bone die Yo, I cry It's hard to, get tarred up with God j**el, part two Smily got shot up to (Rest in peace) Aiyyo, you realize that you miss a n***a (miss him) When you realize (realize) that you never gonna see him again [Hook] [Verse Three] Aiyyo, its totally, up to the team, to me So don't, make a move if you don't ask me I'm, casually known, happily blown In Miami, cause now Uncle Wise came home Jungle copped me a Rolie, copped dun one, too You keep it real with a person, keep it real with you Use confidence, Thugged Out aimed for dominance Nostradamus, E-Bliss wrists just like Glamorous Dimeno, Grenade, iced out for Tito Puerto Rico, we live life now cause we know The other side of the fence ain't friendly Its just war in there, done, there ain't no Henny I can't live that, déjà vu, I did that I gained stats, thumping with cats over Kit Kats Now I spit raps, park my Benz where the chicks at And just live with a big stack Hook