Tugg - My Life Lyrics

Remember bagging up in my momma kitchen
Raised in the church but did dirt and a lot of sinning
You want the finer things in life you gotta grind to get em
No justice for who killed my cousin so we gotta get him
Free D. Wright he locked again I know he tired of prison
Bro just put a 30 on his stick he said he tired of n*ggas
Felonies and all he ain't going he be riding with it
Y'all was making jerk videos when we was grinding n*gga
Same joggeies for a whole week
Imagine waking up days not knowing if you gon eat
Imagine staying up nights not knowing where you gone sleep
Imaging cuffing a b*tch and not knowing if she gone cheat
Yea I threw the hood on my back
Southside but can go to any hood on the map
You can ask around my city, ima legend in rap
I know the feeling being broke and I will never go back, that's facts
Swear all we had was the love
Before this rap sh*t it's like all i had was a plug
Nobody called me for no verses phone was ringing for drugs
Had to get that bag off i wasn't hitting the club true story

And this just a look at my life, my life, my life, my life, my life
And this just a look at my life, my life, my life, my life, my life

Ain't have a pot to piss in, spit, throw up, or sh*t in
Standing outside of the game like i'ma get in
Knew i was too big for my city cause I ain't fit in
Que sending text to my phone like bro don't give in
Weez said you part of the team n*gga we winning
I be lighting blunts on stage like sh*t I did it
That sh*t them n*ggas say in the raps I really living
I doubt you n*ggas would've survived in these conditions
The stress and pain
Glad I made it thru these rainy days
I might've bent but I'll never cave
I'm forever brave
That's on the gang I'll never change
They prosecute me for these raps i bet i never sang
Mary Jane so i stay focused thru the f*ckery
Gave a helping to some n*ggas who ain't f*ck with me
B*tch was f*cking lames now she think she fenna f*ck with me
Brother caught a body lawyer said it's gon be tough to beat
I couldn't make this sh*t up
When you be on ya way to work, I'm trappin weighing sh*t up
Marco ready for the beef ya play he spraying sh*t up
We done took too many loses don't be playing with us

And this just a look at my life, my life, my life, my life, my life
And this just a look at my life, my life, my life, my life, my life