Pro Logic - Ill Life 3 lyrics

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Pro Logic - Ill Life 3 lyrics

[Verse 1: P. Reign] This is when magic comes out of mystery Realistically, I'm supposed to be history Locked and forgotten, buried and rotten I see my friends turning into foes when they heard I was popping, yeah They say try to be humble when you creating something I say: "Easier said than done when you young and stunting" I'm never bluffing, them poker faces amount to nothing Break destiny, don't forget a child like LeToya Luckett Young n***a popped up around the time he got locked up I've been on the low, just busy raising my stock up Took [?] into west detention when I'm free and venting She charged him extra for taking so long to pay attention Uh, wouldn't be sh** if it wasn't for Pro I truly owe you my life for engineering my flow Uh, final lap and I'm gearing to go Tell them: "Keep the candles lit, I'm preparing to blow" I sign with Sony 2014 Time to finally put the music I had in my dope dreams Brutally honest, no commas I couldn't care If Capito was here, he would tell you that real is rare I think it's safe to say it's time to ball now It's getting hard to walk around the mall now Yeah, I want it all now And to the doubters, f** them all now I know they hating when they say they got me Cause I'm in some new sh** like its out to party Probably, probably you not me Two copy, that's right you need Costco supplies and coffee I've been dealing with jealousy more than admiration Not surprised if suicide is what they contemplating Cause to hate me you must hate yourself Realest n***as rate me, baddest b**hes down to rape me A lineup of women dying to have my baby Spin the globe, I'ma go where the money take me I never interest myself in something that doesn't pay me These blogs only concerned who I've been f**ing lately Just had a daughter, baby momma buggin' Well think about it, the rumors would bother any woman Hard to predict the future, it's getting cloudy Guess things change and not just anybody [Verse 2: P. Reign] On a brighter note, my daughter is so special Laying on my chest shining, she's my gold medal Wish she never change, but I know better So bought a pistol like a [?] [?] [Verse 3: P. Reign] Don't ring my doorbell, that girl daddy will k** Bad boys two n***a, Martin and Will In Canada alone probably seeing a mil So I exclude to my country, became part of my deal Hard enough proving my city got hoods in it Like them trees got wood in them They used to diss a country, now they say we next I know crack sellers that made a fortune off DMX Ill life, because its hard to keep it bottled in If you want me, come get me Just look for the phone call with yellow cabs following That's the goons I don't allow them to drive with the semis, yeah Me and my mother we don't speak much It hurts So devastated about devorcin' from my pops that she lost sight of what matters in life It's sad to say but my mama needs church How a counselor need counseling Despite our past, you'll never see a check bounce again Now somebody bring my accountant in Type of bread you would break a sweat when you counting it I fought the few from the [?] [?] Let's not forget I offered you and [?] [?] Written in blood on my body Tattooed on my heart ATFO is the family, I did sh** in my past Just to prove that I'm Bobby See my son never shot one when I was loading that shottie Got me? Never prove yourself to n***as with nothing to lose And don't ever trust the n***a in multiple crews If it's anything but ill, you must have me confused Ill life for the life, it's time that I choose Yeah