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[Intro]
Uh, yeah, yo Money, Stacks, what’s good?/
(This is My Life) Shout out to Comb (GIG), Delli/
(This is My Life) Beezy (HNS), yeah!/
(This is My Life) Tic-Toc
(This is My life) Weed, what up boy?!/ Jop!
Geah/
[Verse 1: Prhyme Rhyme Boss]
1987, I was born, hopped out of heaven/
Livin’ in a hell, I ain’t know but time would tell/
I don’t know, but I was tryna be on my excel/
Tryna get up on my shit, tapped me like a wired cell/
I don’t know, but I was spending my mid’s high as hell/
Chillin’ wit my niggas, gettin’ at figures/
Gettin’ at bitches, remember them days?/
Man I’m just reminiscing, sit back, I’ll kick it wit ya/
(uh), Prhyme Rhyme Boss/
This is my day in my life, yup, This is my way and my night!/
(come on!)
Until that day I find my wife/ (where she at?)
Im’a be in the streets every day shining bright/ (bright!)
I’m Like a star, when I’m reppin’ The Star/ (yeah)
I twist cigars before I go to the bar/ (where we at?)
Ayo, rhymin’ like a muhfucka, grindin’ like a mug/
Perfect timing like a muhfucka/
[Hook]
Ayo, cuz this is my life, my time, my hustle, my grind, my money, my shine/
Cuz this is my life!/ x2
[Verse 2: Prhyme Rhyme Boss]
(High school shit) We was sellin bags in that hallway, I mean all day/
Tryna get it in, learned the hard way/
Pour out a little Henny in the driveway/
My niggas tryna make a couple Penny’s no Hardaway/
(cuz this is my life!)
Ayo, miss me with that bullshit/
How they gone tell you the whole story, they ain’t even got the full script/
I light a full clip/
That’s a half a blunt or what you put in the back of a gun/
Shout out to my niggas still doin’ it/ (pinelake, westside)
All my hustlers and trappers that’s still trapped in the slums/
They say „that nigga Prhyme Rhyme, he movin it!”/
That’s because, nigga, I ain’t tryna be rappin’ for fun!/
[Hook x4]
[Prhyme Rhyme Boss Talking]
This is my life man, you live yours. I advise you to do so
Prhyme Rhyme Boss. GIG
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