My Life - Termanology, L DA Headtoucha

My life

Done some things bad, done some things good

But as the world turned I learned life is Hell

Complex like walking through projects at night

My life

Does some things bad, does some things good

Living in the world no different from a cell

This how be in this everlasting game

Hey yo I know it ain’t right for me to get locked

Put my mama through hell cause I live in a cell

I live it really wholesale offer digital scales

My whole city need bail so a million pills

I had to move out to the fiends rush delivery

Jake ran in the crib, flushed the little p

Lost a little g, fuck it whatever

I ain’t really proud of it and I ain’t proud of my cheddar

I ain’t proud of all the drugs that I took when I tripped

I ain’t proud of all my burners when I’m loading the clip

I ain’t proud of when I punched my old girl in the lip

I ain’t really proud of shit, I can give you a list

I ain’t really proud of my fam, we fight too much

I ain’t really proud of my hand, it saw my knife too much

I ain’t really proud of much, I could tell you myself

The only difference is homie I won’t lie to myself

My life

Does some things bad, does some things good

But as the world turned I learned life is Hell

Complex like walking through projects at night

My life

Does some things bad, does some things good

Living in the world no different from a cell

This how be in this everlasting game

You can bank whether it’s you and me or memories of arch enemies

We grew to be truthfully you the key

A chapter in my life?

the first part

A prelude to where my verse start both bonded by the cursed heart

Yeah we were smart, take a look at what our thirst caught

The street life, first it quenched me then it drenched me

Had me in a dream state till Lady Fate pinched me

Stopped and clenched me and the convinced me

Ever since we grew accustomed to the foul nature swindling crack

And trife life, ducking fife, leaving Timberland tracks

Of all the things I thought you’d do to get the Benjamin stacks

You went against the grain and fame to take my emblem back

Remembering back, I almost grabbed the Glock to rebuild

Sacrificed everything to being locked in a cell

I’m tired of looking towards the heavens while we walking through Hell

To my fam and all I am farewell, damn L

My life

Does some things bad, does some things good

But as the world turned I learned life is Hell

Complex like walking through projects at night

My life

Does some things bad, does some things good

Living in the world no different from a cell

This how be in this everlasting game

Island child, been in trouble with the law

Since a crime at nine, ‘98 in the jaws

In the claws of a cause when it falls when it’s cool

Then I froze but I rose when I sold?

I keep thinking about flashbacks and memories

How I made all my cash back with felonies

I’m just a regular Diallo only with a bottle

Or like a newschool Slick Rick without the jewels

It’s so hard in this life when niggas carry tools

Playing by the rules when you can cheat like fuck school

And I’m stuck in the street and drug pools

Where the money is sweet, the money is large, the money is hard

A lot of niggas hustle and rob

But to make it out the hood it’s like what are the odds?

All this money generated but none of it’s ours

Happy that the only one who can judge me is God

My life

Does some things bad, does some things good

But as the world turned I learned life is Hell

Complex like walking through projects at night

My life

Does some things bad, does some things good

Living in the world no different from a cell

This how be in this everlasting game