My Life
INTRO
Young Mill$ in The Building
Yea, It's Rivers
BX Baby, Dragons Up Lets Get it
Yea'
Do It Big Baby
Chris What Up
Get Em Whisp
HOOK - WHISPERS
You ever left a nigga with his face blown
Leave nothing for forensics than it's case closed
I ask mami just to pray, but my money won't delay
So my hobbies catching homie's for the pesos
You ever left a nigga with his face blown
Leave nothing for forensics than it's case closed
I ask mami just to pray, but my mind it won't relay
So my hobbies catching homie's for the pesos
I know the life that I'm living hope that God will forgive him but a nigga gotta get doh
VERSE 1 YOUNG MILL$
Drug runner maneuvering through exhaustion play the highway for pay my whip is the wheel of FORTUNE I'm scorching Moms told me I'm fortunate
I'm standing here but I could've been an abortion so thanks Mom for climbing up out that clinic window
Popdukes wasn't ready for this little devil but fuck it I'm here for a reason aint I? 3 or 4 car crashes I hoped out like I can't die
you know why? Them angels is riding with me born to put on for MY city on the mic I gets busy Brooklyn New Yiddy cough up a lung for Young Millie
tell me who fucking with me them bars they spit is shitty I be shittin in the booth them niggas can't spar with me I used to move wild pills for the bread
had the fiends looking like they the Walking Dead Poppy hit me on my line and this is what he said
VERSE 2 - CHRIS RIVERS
This ain't a game I do this shit, No Atari with the ruthlessness
Crews to piss, Coolest with a crucifix than the dudes you with
Mutant spit, super human spitting booth of losers I'm the truest fusion of your favorite rapper and the dude that who used him
Killing MC's, I attack them for the dominance, getting that acknowledgement will keep my fucking wallet thick
Pray that I'm forgiven, Murdering with my distance, 3 hearses for my versus, I'm hoping to purchase wisdom
It's Do or die, I've been the props so now I'm paper chasing, if killing you gets my money up than you can't escape
I make the greats respect me, force the fakes to reject me, Presidential king Chris czars who don't elect me
I'm in it for the victory, image and consistency, I am the alfa dog you are the beta gamma of sympathy
Don't walk alone to see who I cross in my path, I auction your ass, hiatus with the thoughts of my pad bitch!
HOOK - WHISPERS
You ever left a nigga with his face blown
Leave nothing for forensics than it's case closed
I ask mami just to pray, but my mind it won't relay
So my hobbies catching homie's for the pesos
You ever left a nigga with his face blown
Leave nothing for forensics than it's case closed
I ask mami just to pray, but my mind it won't relay
So my hobbies catching homie's for the pesos
I know the life that I'm living hope that God will forgive him but a nigga gotta get doh
VERSE 3 YOUNG MILL$
I'm living fast as I process every moment staring at this hour glass smoking sour man I be zoning I'm thinking something gotta give right?
them bills piling up my son gotta live right? I ain't using this as a cop out but ain't no jobs looking to hire a college drop out
but what's minimum wage anyway the stash in my nuts I make my own salary got the DBoys harassing me
baby moms a disloyal bitch can't blame her shits all in her family tree but fuck a bitch I wasn't made to give a FUCK
currently currency's my ONLY concern I'm here for BUCKS you niggas know how I give it up
need some work got the bat phone hit me up told Dominican Drew this rap shit don't work for me then I gotta go back to a gun and some D(drugs)
he said look Mills there ain't shit in the streets WE came to break these glass walls show how it is in the streets
HOOK - WHISPERS
You ever left a nigga with his face blown
Leave nothing for forensics than it's case closed
I ask mami just to pray, but my mind it won't relay
So my hobbies catching homie's for the pesos
You ever left a nigga with his face blown
Leave nothing for forensics than it's case closed
I ask mami just to pray, but my mind it won't relay
So my hobbies catching homie's for the pesos
I know the life that I'm living hope that God will forgive him but a nigga gotta get doh
Writer/s: Millan Ceneus
