Lyrics This Life I Live - Dogg

THIS LIFE I LIVE
Times are hard
I can't complain
Trying to make myself a name
In this rap game, Fuck the fame
Still struggling
Since my days of a kid
Feel this pain, in which we live
This life I live

It's hectic, my life selected
To be or not to be
A real "G" the question
Fool so stand corrected
A strap means the difference
Between meals and hunger pain
To fill up my gut
Might have to fill up your brain
Ain't never had shit
Seem like only bad shit happens
When you broke gotta get me some dope
Fuck rapping
Pops done bailed out
3, 21 he fish tailed out
'67 10 months into it
Boned the hell out
Left to grow up solo
Mom's and 2 sisters
Got to be the man
Calling shots pops dissed us
2 jobs too many for moms
Bout to break her
Too broke to take off long
Doctor make her
Meanwhile soaking up the game
At 8
I'ma run this muthafucka momma
Just you wait
Sneaking in peeking in
Creepin in so late
Fighting roaches off the stove
Just to get to my plate
She don't know about the name
A nigga game done made
She don't know about the niggas
And the bitches I sprayed
She don't know although I'm just 14
His been layer
But them cracks off her back
Cuz them but he's been paid
Times done changed I'm grown now
Flowing with street knowledge
Ain't never taught me shit dropped out
You hos can keep college
More hustle than professor Russell
And what the fuck you think He gone do
When I come thru
With that semi automatic muscle
My daughter say it don't matter
She just wanna eat
So now I'm bringing home my A's & B's
With my heat
Color blind red and blue
Don't come into play
Cool for real but fools know
Dogg'll still spray
Pray daily Lord
I know you see these hatas at me
Take it upon myself
And do these hos if you let me
They know I got sacks
But just enough to cover the tracks
Of my own trail I left
So now they tail for the jack
They wanna rat pack but a fat gat
Will.make them busts back back
25 to the "G" for the flee
Stuffed up in a knapsack
That black in all black fool gone rule shit where we live
Praise God keeping it true
That's how the OG live

Times are hard
I can't complain
Trying to make myself a name
In this rap game fuck the fame
Still struggling Since my days of a kid
Feel this pain in which we live
This life I live.

Times are hard
I can't complain
Trying to make myself a name
In this rap game fuck the fame
Still struggling since my days of a kid
Feel this pain in which we live
This life I live.