[Intro: Grafh]
Uh
You've gotta be real inside to feel this shit
You gotta have heart to feel this shit
Royce
[Chorus: Grafh]
Uh, this is blood, sweat, and tears
I ain't slept in years, oh boy
This is my life, my life, my life
Nigga this is my life, my life, my life
I done gave 'em my life
If it's fake, it ain't me
Can't let a dollar change me
Nigga, this is my life, my life, my life
Nigga, this is my life, my life, my life
[Verse 1: Grafh]
Uhh, ayy
I left a young black man to rap and make it to go farther
He was told when you black and make it, you go harder
He was young, fascinated with calm armor
His mama struggled, shе had to raise him with no father
He ratchеt waitin', clappin', aimin' with no author
A black cloud, had to pay 'em in coparter
With basket cases, alligators, and loan sharkers
He trappin', makin' that crack and bakin' soda formula
His casket is waitin', his death is callin'
He actin' impatient, attached to the basement
He had to be raised with no role models
Hennessy straight, the whole bottle 'til the dome swallow
There's no lotto, we live for the day so there's no tomorrow
Well, no tomorrow
You snitch you die, you know the motto
I'm protectin' my own, I'ma reload the hollow
No sorrows, no male role model to look up to
No kind of older brother, his father was his mother
He wil'in', you a sucka, I'm grindin' 'cause I'm a hustler
Lion; look like I put a silencer on a muffler
We raised from the bottom, you gotta suffer
The voice of the streets, my mouth full with the saliva from the gutter
I'm ridin' on the rubber 'til the wheels fall off
And when they fall off, I'm ridin' 'til I'm slidin' on a muffler
[Chorus: Grafh]
Uh, this is blood, sweat, and tears
I ain't slept in years, oh boy
This is my life, my life, my life
Nigga this is my life, my life, my life
I done gave 'em my life
If it's fake, it ain't me
Can't let a dollar change me
Nigga, this is my life, my life, my life
Nigga, this is my life, my life, my life
[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
Got a stone heart that pumps lava
Roll up on you, drunker than a skunk, shoot you up
Roll away and tell the hood you got hit by a drunk driver
Now shut your ass up and ease up
You talkin' 'bout me too much, I talk artillery too much
If I showed you what I had, I bet I'd make your ass a believer
D, uh, E-T-R-O-I T, what?
Beef ya, peace what? These nuts, eat a dick
Now plead for your life or I'ma have to plead the fifth
I'll have you leanin' back like the Terror Squad or Three 6
Surely, I'm sick with it like 40, I'll be legit:
You got it locked? We the pliers, you fire? We the whip
That sick guillotine rap, that urge to smoke me is fixed
I spit nicotine patch, stick
To the track like a kick and I pick
On you so much 'cause you act like a bitch
Blue Steel flowin', then squeals is goin' through you
If real recognize real, I'm lookin' foreign to you
We brought them goons out and we brought them cars out
Tires squealin', rubber flyin' like we brought balloons out
Yup, y'all niggas shop at Walmart
We hit the mall and we cop like Paul Blart
Y'all niggas runnin' for him, gunnin' like a false start
Your bitch love me, she buggier than a golf cart
[Chorus: Grafh]
Uh, this is blood, sweat, and tears
I ain't slept in years, oh boy
This is my life, my life, my life
Nigga this is my life, my life, my life
I done gave 'em my life
If it's fake, it ain't me
Can't let a dollar change me
Nigga, this is my life, my life, my life
Nigga, this is my life, my life, my life
Just let it be
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