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letra de my life - doe boy

[chorus – doe boy]
i had to grind all my life, i had to rob all my life
yeah i’ve been tryin’ all my life, n-ggas been lyin’ all my life
had so much pride all my life, i had to ride all my life
play with this nine all my life, just wanna shine all my life
police took away my life, so i came home got it right
free my n-ggas down doin’ life, what they sell they can do it twice
[?] all my life, i ain’t [?] my eyes
pint of lean in that sprite, og’s thinkin’ ‘bout goin’ life

[verse 1 – doe boy]
i’ve got n-ggas down doin’ life, they just wanna see that light
i’ve got n-ggas that don’t even fight, bunch of young n-ggas takin’ your life
[?] middle toe in that pint, yeah f-cked up my life
i was doin’ anything for a stripe, yeah i was doin’ anything for a stripe
they just gave my cousin forty, gave the other thirty seven
[?] ride for ‘em, with this f-ckin’ mac 11
they just play me but i’m busy, i can’t always check their message
i can’t always take their message, know my n-ggas and they’re stressin’
all my n-ggas count on me, you know about all this pressures
you ain’t know about all this pressure, that sh-t hard not bein’ rescued
so many n-ggas down lord, can’t respond to all their letters
i get caught up by my b-tches, she just mad ‘cause i ain’t tell her

[verse 2 – ybs skola]
so i remember when we was kids, grindin’, stole [?] of cigs
i had nappy braids in my hair, tryin’a figure out a way to get bread
i wasn’t never worried about haters, i’m just focused on my paper
same motherf-ckers watched me starvin’, you won’t believe they need a favor
i had been sellin’ cane in my life, say it was time to get sh-t right
i can’t have my [?], flyin’ daddy no kites
even daughter know i’ma be super good, prolly laid back on my bike
push street credit n-gga, talkin’ everywhere, when i touch down get right
i’ve been pain bills all my life, i wanted to shine all my life
my man fat [?] got life, we tryin’a peel for him to get back
we already on top of that, [?] took ‘em out that’s 30 racks
i had to grind all my life, everything i rap about straight facts

[verse 3 – doe boy]
i had to get this sh-t out of mud, when i’m stressin’ i do drugs
cold, these n-ggas don’t show love, i go broke i’ll rob the plug
n-ggas see me on the phone [?] and hit me up like i owe ‘em somethin’
give me fifty bands i’ll show you somethin’, yeah give me nine i won’t owe you nothin’
i’m out here shinin’ like that sh-t ain’t come from grindin’
n-ggas told me that they doubt me every time they [?] lyin’
i made myself a boss, if you play with me bullets flyin’
play with me bullets flyin’, on my gang n-ggas dyin’
[?] for some murders, [?] like everyday
n-ggas throwin’ dirt on my name, tell them say that sh-t to my face
i put a hundred round on a k, i don’t really give a f-ck about the case
i don’t really give a f-ck about the case, i’ll go to jail behind my chian

[bridge]
i had to grind all my life
yeah i’ve been tryin’ all my life
had so much pride all my life, i had to ride all my life
play with this nine all my life, just wanna shine all my life

- doe boy

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