Life - Yo Gotti

Shady vista, segshaw lane

My ghetto game, where it all started for gotti

Little summin', running around (?) and naughty

Asking for dollars from niggas I assumed was ballin'

Twelve years old, and talking about flippin' tomorrow

Counting my cheese, think I had 'bout 37 bones

I made up my mind, tomorrow gotti’s starting to cone

Bought me a deal, posted up on top of the hill

Throughout these years, i’ve seen a lot of niggas get killed

My life is the truth, i’d rather rap outside a booth

Y’all ain’t talking about shit, i’m 100 proof.

That’s what my life like

I’m from the projects, jaded in, fence surround

I’m a normal teen black, but these chinks around

'cause they on the corner stores, like how could they afford

Something we can’t, they never seen these dollars before

I wrote this here for the government, me and my people sufferin'

Break bread with the immigrants, not word for recipients

Tell me what my benefit, long jazz, fifty cents

Eighty-five percent with no parole in parenthesis

The north memphis president, here to set the record straight

Rob, steal, kill, put some food on your people plates

Going lethal, thrill me, before these people kill me

Gotti’s just a spokesman for the north and they gon' feel me

My block consists of.

lost hope

Gangbangers and street-thugs.

plus coke

There’s one way in and one way out, take summin'

A cop working;

wait for drought, like yo gotti

Back in the day, used to cut the five off of twenties

Back in the day, I used to cut the two off of tens

Back in the days, I thought everybody was friends

Back in the day, the hood had me trapped within

Back in the day, used to play «pick up and run»

The shit was fun, but nowadays we picking up guns

Back in the day, me and my niggas fought with each other

Shared with each other, but nowadays we bust at each other

Trust in each other just like we done sealed-up leather

Never, we’re all clever but on different levels

Back in the day, used to play «that's my car»

Back in the days, I never thought i’d make it this far

Back in the day, used to play «catch a girl, get a girl»

Nowadays, niggas let a girl ruin they whole world

Last days, it was existing in the dirty south

Rediculous in the dirty south, come get me out this dirty south

My life like.

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