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Текст песни Memphis Bleek - In My Life

Memphis Bleek - In My Life слова песни


In my life [echoes two times]
In my life [echoes two times]

[Chorus]
In my life
There`s been heartache and pain
In my life
There`s been heartache and pain
There`s been heartache and pain
In my life
There`s been heartache and pain

I`m still that regular, cetera cat, from the street
Thuggin it, lovin my life as Memph Bleek
But I`m stuck with, huggin that block, sellin that D
Grew up with, nothin but killas and O.G.`s
I`m the product of the ghetto `til they bag me up
With a bail stash in case they snatch me up
I`m a soldier in this war and I resemble my pops
I ain`t nothin like him, that`s 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 won`t change bein thug, I won`t switch up shit
It`s my life nigga

[Chorus]

I`ve put work in, for me to reach this level
To let the world know that I speak for the ghetto
I`ve 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 mom`s face
But don`t 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 I`m a die by the street
As long as I`m alive his daughter`ll never need
We used to be this close
But now it feel we this far apart, me and that nigga can`t talk
We can`t 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 I`m a ride to the death, and still I mourn
In my life nigga

[Chorus]

In my life [echoes two times]
In my life [echoes two times]

Sometimes I just grab the car keys and ride
With no music, I`m just ridin the vibe
I done came a long way, from usin the plate
Touchin the eight, who would`ve thought I`d make it today
It was just yesterday, moms waitin on the stamps
The spot got shot up, and Dre still locked up
It`s me against the world with no brother, just a revolver
And I ain`t 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
That`s when I realized that my life ain`t `bout nothin
The world wouldn`t understand Bleek in the street
So I took it to the booth and gave y`all the speech

[(Chorus) 2x]

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