Crooked I - This Is My Life Man lyrics
Intro:
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Every Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough rough
Verse:
Here's how it started out
One day my father's out
And he never came back
Seven kids in my mommas house
So now we're drummed out
Money wise we caught a drought
Get that green paper by enemies
Now that's what I'm about
And here's another reason
It's not the summer season
Ain't no utilities on in my house
My little brother's freezing
How can i hustle sleeping
Late night through the cut i'm creepin'
I can hear that money breathing
I leave you busters leaking
Them street was under handed
Too young to understand it
It made my nerves bad
Thuggin' as the youngest bandit
But i couldn't run and have it
I had to man up
I wanted to go to college, properly fucked my plans up
I wanted to be a scholar, how I end up in hand cuffs
Every night my momma's crying
But i got to stand tough
Look at me I'm waving pistols
Gimme everything you got I'm screaming
15 and I'm on a mission
God help me get away from these demons
Hook:
This is my life man
You say you understand
You claim you feelin' my pain, but you really don't give a damn
You see me in them streets
No lying on these beats
I speak the truth in the booth
Man I'mma tell you who I am
This is my life man
You say you understand
You claim you feelin' my pain, but you really don't give a damn
You see me in them streets
No lying on these beats
I speak the truth in the booth
Man I'mma tell you who I am
Verse:
15 and I'm on a mission
God help me get away from these demons
They block my righteous vision
I can see them even when I'm dreaming
Wish we wasn't cause the struggle
Wish we wasn't all the trouble
Wish we get past all the mysteries
Wish we could solve the puzzle
People don't understand me
I got to help my family
My focus is uncanny
What course will the future have me
Enemies wouldn't care to twist me
Gun shots and they barely missed me
When you thuggin out there it's risky
But the man up stairs was with me
I've lost so many homies
Some even burned alive
We all been part of this sick war before we learned to drive
Only thing you hearing in both ears is that we'll survive
Cause when you leave home with your chrome, you wanna return alive
What kind of person am I
Growing up in this savage hood
Wish I was average, man
Crooked is damaged goods
My past is not the best
It's bad and I confess
But I gotta make it since so many depend on my succes
Hook:
This is my life man
You say you understand
You claim you feelin' my pain, but you really don't give a damn
You see me in them streets
No lying on these beats
I speak the truth in the booth
Man I'mma tell you who I am
This is my life man
You say you understand
You claim you feelin' my pain, but you really don't give a damn
You see me in them streets
No lying on these beats
I speak the truth in the booth
Man I'mma tell you who I am
Outro:
This is my life man
It's much more than music homie
It's therapy
This is a young man's medicine, right here
This is my life homie
You know what I'm talkin bout?
It's way more than music
Ghetto America
Ghetto motherfucking America
It's the life you gave me
This is my life homie
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Every life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Thanks to Nick Marcel for correcting these lyrics
