My Life

Lyrics

(B.G. Talking) [Verse 1] I was born 1980, September 3rd Thats the day checks come out and vics gets served So you know I got the blood of a hustla in my vain My daddy had 3 brother that all gave me some game They was raised in the projects, I was born in the hood I was raised on the block, my mom did what she could Always got what I need, sometimes I got a lil mo But I grew up watching g's on the set gettin dough I made b's n c's, up in to 5th grade It went to d's n f's cuz I ain't wanna behave I was the class clown, Christopher raise hell I show my dick to them hoes in the hall and get expelled Yeah, I get punished supposed to be inside I snuck out the back round the school fo lunch time The police would spot me, I break out and run Make em run behind me that was my way of having fun Somewhere in 87, mighta been 88 I knew of Baby and Slim, we was from round the same way They moved a lot of weight, but I ain't gone tell it all *shhh* I'm a cut this part short cause my moms was involved... (B.G. Talking) [Verse 2] You can put it together, it was but it wasn't Not cakes to be baked, but she had cakes in the oven She told me if I touch it, that'll fuck it up If I knew what I know now i would of took it n cut it up '92 roll round, thats when it got real My daddy got set up, kidnapped, robbed and killed Cash Money Records was started that same year Thats when my thuggin started I was gettin it how I live My moma needed help, I was outta control The streets took me under, I was on a dead end row The hood barber stand knew Baby and hit him up Told him I had skills he needed to peep me up He did that snatch me him Slim and Fresh was feelin me Took me to studio from there we made history (B.G. Talking) [Verse 3] Now in the midst of all that, I was doin my thang And I met this four foot hustla, they called him Lil Wayne That was my lil nigga, called him my lil brotha Baby threw a cross between us, but I still love him Universal upped a deal, we went to get mills Thats when nigga decided to not keep it real I had a idea, I ain't wanna believe it I wouldn't a thought in a million years he'll do that to Geezy I had a dope habit, that monkey was on my back So he turned his back but look how I shook back You know how it go, you get up when you fall The streets all over they rooted for the underdog I got Kizzle I got Snipe I got Gar on my team And I got clique of niggas ready for war on my team From Detroit to Atlanta, Texas and Nashville Play if you want and you see how the gat feel That was all in my past, L.T. dog I miss ya Its Uptown 4 life, Chopper City Records the official (B.G. Talking)