Bobby V - In The Life lyrics

[Lisa 'Left Eye' Lopes] From Rags to Riches (riches) Bet you I'mma be the richest I started off as an army brat (Atten-hut!) Seven months, cla** act I was racin' down the block As a matter of fact I could've been a track star (I guess I am) I stacked bars Comin' through your system in them phat cars (uh) Cross country isn't that far It's like I'm in the race, don't know who you cats are See one day I fell from grace, landed in this place My whole sh*t erased from talkin' back to my momma's face Like I was lost in space Without a trace, cuttin' cla**, bein' Mrs. Fast Ass Gettin' blasted with dad, got caught up in the flash My Nana goin' mad, had to make the dash Saw a fell up in the streets Did anything for cash And anything to crash, in anybody's path Gave everything I had Took what I could grab (check it) It was just a bunch of open rags [Bobby V] This is the story in the life of a hustler Running for the come up No one ever thought I would ever blow up So I guess I had to show up Now everywhere I go The people wanna know They wanna know where I came from Not havin' a pot to piss in Stop and listen I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches [Lisa 'Left Eye' Lopes] I remember sellin' coke Can't believe that I was poisonin' my folk Now I let my throat be the antidote Always kept my hopes high Now mama don't cry, cause I'll be close by With the most high I was playin' Robin Hood (in the hood) Little Red Riding Hood Til' the barrel pointed where I stood (yeah, I stood) But walked away like I was absolutely positively sure I could Attitude on f*ck it Some dollars in the bucket Been scheming steady dreaming For a chance to make some duckets Caused a little ruckus on the sideline Fully reconstructed every guideline From the alley way to Cali, on the Grammy day Went from disarray to mayday, mayday, mayday Ran away from the sickness with a quickness And went from rags to richness [Bobby V] This is the story in the life of a hustler Running for the come up No one ever thought I would ever blow up So I guess I had to show up Now everywhere I go The people wanna know They wanna know where I came from Not havin' a pot to piss in Stop and listen I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches Man, I struggled so long Did whatever it took me for me to get on I wouldn't let nobody stop me Even if they told me I can't I said I'mma do it, watch me And now I'm just living life lavish Money, cars, and clothes Yea I got to have it It's been a long hard road to make it In this business But I told y'all I'll be the bestest This is the story in the life of a hustler Running for the come up No one ever thought I would ever blow up So I guess I had to show up Now everywhere I go The people wanna know They wanna know where I came from Not havin' a pot to piss in Stop and listen I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches