OG Ron C - My Life lyrics

(*talking*) What up Lil' Flip, how life treating you boy [Hook] Living the life of ice is nice, and fancy cars and all that sh** Going to bars menage tois, and nice a** broads that we just flipped Up in the mall they call us dogs, but we gon ball until we fall If you ain't living like us, well b**h you ain't living at all my life yeah [Lil' Flip] My life-my life-my life, it ain't great Cause some days, I barely had food on my plate So when I get some, a n***a real greatful Cause when you in the ghetto, rich people hateful With the he say and she say, from Keisha to Nay-Nay From Nay-Nay to Shante, Shante and Andre Sha'll I go on, about the sh** I see everyday Like a whole bunch of black folks, with no place to stay Nowhere to lay, nowhere to pray Just imagine, if you wore the same clothes thirty days With scuffed up dirty J's, and plenty holes in your shirt And won't nobody help you, they treat you like dirt It's my life, I married the streets and made the hood my home And I'ma represent this sh**, till I'm gone And even when I'm gone, you can listen to my songs Cause I'ma let you know, what's right and what's wrong It's wrong to borrow money, and never give it back But if your family poor, it ain't wrong to sell crack It's right to make cash, and make sure your click eat And it's right to do a feature, with a n***a like me Cause I'ma tell the truth, about everything I say I've been through some sh**, n***a I came a long way From boy to man, from zero to grands From no shows to mo' shows, and now I'm a man [Hook] [Laboo] See I be trying to spit some knowledge, to these kids But should I tell 'em go to college, or quit and find a gig Cause the world don't really give you jack, and if you black f**ing round with that crack, get you some time on your back That's why I always, try to keep it clean The FED time got my brother, doing fifteen At bed time, send my prayers up And I stay prepared for the money in the air, I'm trying to have stuff That's why, I'm all off in the rap game And worldwide, trying to spread it 'cross the map mayn But black pride, got me thinking there's no limitation Gotta survive regardless, any situation well [Lil' Flip] I'm grinding (where you at), on the block (what's that) hand full of rocks, looking for the cops (HPD) pull up, I wouldn't wanna be em (what you do) hop the first gate, see em Thank God I'm still breathing, cause I'm a little heathen I'm the type of cat, that start sh** for no reason Use to have meetings, with the church deacon Cause I was doing other sh**, while he was preaching And every single thing, he was saying came true And when we got our sh** together, in 9-2 And boy I was a fool, at making that cash Hit licks flipping bricks, right after every cla** [Hook] (*talking*) That's right my life, my life of shining Laboo, Lil' Flip all about grinding, living that life You know that life that high life, the life of ice And fancy clothes, and all that sh** I'm talking bout living it up n***a, down here in Texas n***as ain't tripping you hear me, sh** get hectic sometimes n***a I feel you my n***a, be careful what you dream for n***a