In My Life - Memphis Bleek
Artist : “Memphis Bleek”
Song title : “In My Life”
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Chorus
In my life
Theres been heartache and pain
In my life
Theres been heartache and pain
Theres been heartache and pain
In my life
Theres been heartache and pain
Im still that regular
Cetera cat
from the street
Thuggin it
Lovin my life as memph bleek
But im stuck with
Huggin that block
Sellin that d
Grew up with
Nothin but killas and ogs
Im the product of the ghetto til they bag me up
With a bail stash in case they snatch me up
Im a soldier in this war and i resemble my pops
I aint nothin like him
Thats where this criminal stop
I provide for the fam
Divide them grams
Cook it
Make flips
Survival plans
Bein successful
I had every intent
But i went to the high school a playin the bench
We live off wit
Just like our switch-up strips
I was raised by the gun so i switch up clips
Gettin my hustle on
Tryna switch up kicks
I wont change bein thug
I wont switch up shit
Its my life nigga
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Ive put work in
for me to reach this level
To let the world know that i speak for the ghetto
Ive been through the struggle
Downfall and the hurt
Puttin the close one
Deep in the dirt
I lost one a my road dogs in nine-eight
I still see him everytime i look in his moms face
But dont cry ma
We gon see the light
I know he up in heaven and he gon lead us right
I live by the street so im a die by the street
As long as im alive his daughterll never need
We used to be this close
But now it feel we this far apart
Me and that nigga cant talk
We cant bag and kick it
Bag some bitches
Only time i see em
Is when i glance at pictures
But i gotta face the fact
my nigga is gone
But im a ride to the death
And still i mourn
In my life nigga
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Sometimes i just grab the car keys and ride
With no music
Im just ridin the vibe
I done came a long way
from usin the plate
Touchin the eight
Who wouldve thought id make it today
It was just yesterday
Moms waitin on the stamps
The spot got shot up
And dre still locked up
Its me against the world with no brother
Just a revolver
And i aint thinkin about seein tomorrow
I got sixty-two grams and a six-shot eight
With plans to hit the block and get shit straight
But my dog just got shot
Spot just got rushed
I lost all my weight when the crack pot bust
I was left with zip
Zero
Nothin
Thats when i realized that my life aint bout nothin
The world wouldnt understand bleek in the street
So i took it to the booth and gave yall the speech
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