Life

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[Chorus: Short Nitty] [?] [?] [?] the penitentiary [?] my life [?] [?] [?] met so many [?], it's like [?] [?] [Verse 1: Short Nitty] [?] This is the city of the [?], [?] Only [?] if you can, only [?] understand [?] makes money kinda tight for the man Late night phone calls to my mama's house, talking to my kids Next time you see them, tell them daddy love them, and I'll be home in some years Representing [?] up in here, like I'm supposed to, I'm young [?] run [?] [?] straight through Opened my eyes one day and saw A grown man in the cell [?] Thought I'd never see it, then I seen it [?] [?] been treated since [?] [?] [?] graves [?] [Chorus: Short Nitty] [?] [?] [?] the penitentiary [?] my life [?] [?] [?] met so many [?], it's like [?] [?] [Verse 2: TXX Will] [?] doing life in the clique It's kinda hard to believe, I lost my soul in a blink [?] I was despret, tryna get my shit together It seems like forever, [?] bad weather Searching for shelter, I gotta [?] [?] the block, gotta find some feends that I can sell to Things start getting better, feends start bringing cheddar Now I can keep my son in new jeans and nice sweaters Help my mama pay the rent, sware this pain is heaven sent Way back when I could [?], it been the same ever sinnce [/?] [?] nice car and mobil phone Bout to start slanging zones, know a deal went wrong With a hell of a [?], some niggas kicked in my door Told me get down the floor, money's what they looking for I said for sure, then hit them with the 44 It all happen so fast [Chorus: Short Nitty] [?] [?] [?] the penitentiary [?] my life [?] [?] [?] met so many [?], it's like [?] [?] [Verse 3: Big Scoob] [?] 21, jail numbers [?] young funkers Bitch niggas get [?] I miss my babies Naked pictures of my old lady, getting me more crazy It hits my shit hard, feel it day and night I'm walking up on this yard dealing, with no fright Collect calls to my mama house, but she can't take them She working double shifts to help pay the bills, steady breaking her [?], back on the block Breaking bread and living good, life is hot But that nigga that's set to die, drop the line We [?] free my mind, [?] time [?] stretch me out for a long ride Contimplating suicide Bout to spark a prison riat, giving a fuck about living or dieing [Chorus: Short Nitty] [?] [?] [?] the penitentiary [?] my life [?] [?] [?] met so many [?], it's like [?] [?] [Verse 4: Bakarii] I'm handcuffed to a strange nigga Never figured I'd be sitting in these shoes [?] I'm too smart for this On a cot I sit Mad as fuck cause I wanna get up out this bitch And let the judge tell it I'm doing life, on my third strike Ain't even thinking about my babies or my young wife Where I'm from, if you look, you won't find no opertoonities So I learned to stack my paper, living roaggesh and raw Take a ball to [?] pushing strong Me and my dawgs had it locked, but we [?] rocks and [?] Spending lots of cheese Boss dogging, got them calling for the killer [?] He's still a rooky, I'm serving [?], you serving [?] Look where it took me Sell block, looky looky The big fish, and the bread is how they hook me My life, my life, under the scope Heaven knows I could change, [?] My number's a name [Chorus: Short Nitty] [?] [?] [?] the penitentiary [?] my life [?] [?] [?] met so many [?], it's like [?] [?]