[Verse 1: Mannie Fresh]
I done teached and talked, walked away and fought
Went from cussin' and bustin', hustle from day to dark
Turned nothin to somethin'
Introduced to stunnin'
In my life, in my life
I done caused some hurt and I done did some good
Said I can't even when I could
I was stopped and tested
Fingerprinted and arrested
In my life, in my life
Just say no when I really meant yes
I'm gon smoke all night 'til it hurt my chest
Slim told me over the years
That shit gon tear up careers
In yo' life, in yo' life
What 'chu gon' do
When snakes come to yo' crew?
I'm a get on my knees
And ask the Lord, "Please"
Separate good from fake
And the love and the hate
In my life, in my life
[Interlude: B.G.]
I mean fuck I done had a rough life you know what I'm sayin'
B.G. lived that thug life, I done done it all in my life
I done done time, I done lived in group homes
I been on the third floor of hospitals
I mean it's just been a stuggle for me
But now I'm on top, you know what I'm sayin'?
And it ain't to turnin' back and I take chances in whatever I do
'Cause if I don't take chances I don't see the life after all
[Verse 2: Mannie]
The night in the Rover when the niggas came over
You went out like a soldier, and I still can't get over
What fake bitches done done
Got me clutchin' my gun
In this life, in this life, I used to wonder why all the good niggas die?
Why some soldier gotta suffer and mothers gotta cry?
Why my daddy gotta lie?
'Cause he don't even try to be in my life, my life
Take care of your crib where you lay down and live
Forget and forgive 'cause you done put it through some shit
Had yo' daughter and yo' son
Been down since day one
In yo' life, in yo' life
What the fuck is wrong you don't understand this song
Tell yo momma you love her before she dead and gone
Nigga that don't quit
That's some real ass shit
In this life, in this life
[Interlude: Juvenile]
Man I mean me Juvenile drugs tore my family up
I'm from the projects so you know I just realized
What it means to be successful
'Cause I been through all kinds of shit man bullshit
And I live through Baby, Slim and the Lord to help me
And I came to them as a real nigga
And I said look dog I'm tired of livin' like this man
[Verse 3: Baby]
I had pounds of coke, I had money to blow
I had a felony charge, I had to fight in the court
I had warrant reports, shot up cars before
In my life, my life
I got kids to feed, I got niggas to watch
I need a hundred mil', I need to get off the block
Wear soldier Rees in the gamblin' spot
In my life, my life
I could cook it and cut it, I could bag it and move it
I could toat in the budget, got money to prove it
I done flood the public, hope Beatrice'll do it
In my life, my life
Now my name is Baby, but they call me Bubba
Ain't a bitch that I know that can say that I love her
Gettin' pussy from a boss bitch wearin' a rubber
In my life, my life
Let me stunt and shine, let me bling and floss
Let me ride without the law always searchin' my car
I just wanna chill, fuck bitches and play
In my life, my life
Hoes cry in my world give me that Baby shit
Goin to the people knowin' that they made me and shit
You just don't know
What I go through
In my life, my life
I got Bentleys and Jags got Prowlers, and Vette's
Got Benjamins, Hummers, Cadillacs, and Vette's
Condos and houses, Cartier and Rovers
In my life, my life
I got cars and broads with money to make
I got that brown wall and that white gate
Got bitches and hoes
Love that platinum and gold
In my life, my life
[Outro: Turk]
Beautiful Baby what's happenin'
This Lil Turk you heard me
One of the Original Hot Boys
I done did it all you heard me
From runnin' through cuts and hallways
Runnin' through projects bustin' heads
Yeah, that's that lil' nigga Turk
Young and Thuggin you heard me
I know you gonna let me do what I do
Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful you heard me
We on top now nigga no longer livin' that trife-life
You heard me
Respect and a check we ain't doin' nothin' but poppin'
Bottles and fuckin hoes
You heard me, makin' money that's all nigga Uh-huh
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