Текст песни My Life - FCG Heem

Pipe that shit up, TNT
And if you make it out the struggle
(And if you make it out the struggle)
And if I tell you about my life you better not judge me
And if I tell you about my life you better not judge me
And if I tell you about my life you better not judge me
And if I tell you about my life you better not judge me
My momma look me in my eyes she said boy you chose me
These groupie hoes don't wanna fuck, they don't even know me
You can keep the clout and all the
Fame I want the money (I want the money)
My niggas love me they gonna be there
With me when it's storming (storming)
And tell them Heem it's way too late I'll
See you in the morning (see you in the morning)
Kiss momma and tell her daddy loves you regardless
Go drop some flowers for little steve,
Let him know that he left me heartless (left me heartless)
I love my brother, I love my sister,
We've been through the darkness (through the darkness)
Got to thank momma,
I can't remember nights when we were starving (can't remember)
Can't wait to spoil you with nights in
Hills, no more apartments (no more apartments)
Big gates and marble floors,
Momma ain't no more carpet (ain't no more carpet)
I fell in love with that new benz
Apart by itself you ain't gotta park it
Ain't no more honda accords,
Momma we push the start shit (we push the start shit)
VVS diamonds all on my neck I know it's
Gonna make me a target (gonna make me a target)
A couple people did me wrong,
But to the game I had to charge it (I had to charge it)
Lil foreign, now I ain't human, listen he gon get to sparking
Fred let me hold a hellcat, It's so big I can't even park it
These n*ggas don't want no war with
Me, I swear they better not start shit
It be hungry young n*ggas, cause soon this shit gonna be us
I'm talking about shit rolling, bust down, smoking cigars
It was broke they ain't like us, now they love me
And if I tell you about my life you better not judge me
Same hoe who dissing me, she wanna hug me
And when we make it out the struggle it's looks lovely
You ain't ever ever seen no VVs (You ain't ever ever seen no VVs)
Ballin hard I made about eighty
Thousand Gs (made about eighty thousand)
Get on my knees and pray to god I'm asking can you change my life
Baby you ain't gotta worry, everything will be alright
You can't tell me I wasn't there for you when you needed me I tried
I ain't hood on my brothers, Y'all fucked the other side
It was broke they ain't like us, now they love me
And if I tell you about my life you better not judge me
Same hoe who dissing me, she wanna hug me
And when we make it out the struggle it's looks lovely
(Momma we living lovely)
(And if you make it out the struggle)
(Make it out the struggle)
End.