Calicoe - My Life lyrics

[Verse 1] See I won't change, it's a blessin' But I'm starting to feel pain from the stressin' All these sacrifices I done made is depressin' But I'm just trying to look at things as a lesson Man I'm just trying to get some change and exit What message? I was on the plane, I didn't get it Ain't no telling how deep the streets will go Look at 'em talking Don't even know who them people know I'm counting a hundred bands without Summer Jam I never let that petty sh** get to me You roll with me or not, I'm still here to make history! Destroying n***as mentally Get rich is how my n***as be Destroying n***as physically Get rich is how my n***as be Bought a lot of block, these haters about to call the feds out Them boys saving damn near 200 out the red house If I can't find no purple, I give red out Say he got the bag but when I ask he put his head down I ain't trying to stunt on no n***a, say I got bags 'round These middle men with zips be making strips before I add pounds Ball n***a! Make sure you get to the top! I'm trying to make a least a hundred before you get to the block I'm coming with at least a hundred Why you gone get to your Glock? [Hook] I just wanna live... My life, my life, my life... hey [Verse 2] These feds don't want nothing but snitches And these n***as don't want nothing but b**hes That be the main sh** that take you out the mission Like how the f** I end up in this club trippin'?! He called and said he want the Dennis Rodman If he can get them for the Scottie Pippen I missed a n***a call and now he feeling like I spent him Threw him a touchdown and now he feeling like he winnin' Ain't no telling how deep the streets will go Look at 'em talking Don't even know who them people know Who his big homie? What they teaching bro? I roll with n***as you ain't never even heard speak before Who got the plug? That's for me to know But let me know if you can get it cheaper though Cause I might pull up on you with some tree to blow Your b**h talk to you crazy cause you living like you need the hoe [Hook] [Verse 3] Boom! Aye, I'm just getting money And I might have a b**h you know to go and get it for me A n***a called me for a zip and he don't even know me Like "hit me when you get it in", I'm like "that sh** is on me!" Smoking out the zip, Glock poking out the hip I ain't got time for no b**h and how emotional they get Heard n***as hoping I would slip So I went and put a n***a from Nova Scotia on the list Yeah, another 20 ball I'ma stack it on top of all them other 20 balls It's like Brady to Moss when I send 'em off Focus on the money but get hoes for the Renault cars Heard they was looking for the city stars And we ain't even realize we was the city stars Till all the hoes say we f**ing up the titty bars Acting like the city ours... so the city ours