Lyrics In This Life - ZayBreeshy

In this life that I be living I don't feel comfortable at all
Tryna live in this society but they treat me like a dog
Wasn't running to my water instead they made the lil kid crawl
Couple shots in his head, shit I can bet that made the big kid fall

I'm a child with no support, you start to think bro that shit wild
Used to have hooping dreams now I'm at the point I just want ball
I just want to get rich and take my family to the mall
I don't want them to worry, yeah I'm gon' be there in one call

I ain't banging blue but I got hunids in my pants
I'm the hoes with no rhythm at all, this money made them dance
I'ma put em in the trend, they hooking me
They gon' say I'm going far, just look at me
Different show, they be booking me
I done put it all on the line for them to show the way
These niggas think they Kobe, the way they fade away
They kicked my big brother out, he had nowhere to stay
If I can't touch the money I'm gon' find another way

Niggas acting phony, I don't like it
If they play then they can go down
Anytime you see them hitters with me they make no sound
I'm a real nigga, we took Marta, that's on eastbound
And it pack your order, we move eastbound

In this life that I be living I don't feel comfortable at all
Tryna live in this society but they treat me like a dog
Wasn't running to my water instead they made the lil kid crawl
Couple shots in his head, shit I can bet that made the big kid fall

I just look my youngie and his eyes and all I see is full of rage
I told him just bread coming, he gon' see better days
Just stay out of trouble don't let them put you inside that cage
He told me he will, just without you, I feel a lil strange

Never had one, you always knew to keep a couple
Many boys some dogs, the only word is trap and hustle
Told me keep on rapping, I don't wanna hear you mumble
Treating the mic just like a ball, run and never fumble

Crazy that these niggas only know it's some gun sounds
Back in middle school we were trapping on the playground
Now it's private jets and no more riding them old greyhounds
Came from trapping, now we living kicking it in Motown

In this life that I be living I don't feel comfortable at all
Tryna live in this society but they treat me like a dog
Wasn't running to my water instead they made the lil kid crawl
Couple shots in his head, shit I can bet that made the big kid fall