Crooked I - This Is My Life Man lyrics

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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