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This is my life and it's written in blood This is my life and it's written in blo-ood This is my life and it's written in blo-oo-oo-oo-od This is my life and it's written in blood This is my life and it's written in blood Fell back on alcohol, sipping on mud Would've been up from the jump with you but When you came 'round me, you hear what it was I was transparent, stop calling me Aaron Snap on a fan like they stop all that staring Pie-Rx and Gucci, that's all I be wearing Promise if I see an op, ain't gon' spare 'em I know you ain't waiting on me Your name ain't ringing on bells My main hoe wait in the streets Stand on that shit that you say or shut the fuck up around me Only say what you mean Maybe that's asking too much of you I put a bullet in you for my trust And you grew up with nothing to show for it Having this money to spend, I've grown accustomed to Yeah, don't wanna know what you heard from the lame Know what it is when you swerve in my lane When my family abandoned me, turned to the gang Mama was trying her best Letras de cancionesI just refused to forget all the homies that died for the set Posing with guns on the 'gram like you really a stepper And ain't even fired it yet Bitch you know better, only got beef for you won't get no cheddar If I go down, you ain't holding me down You gon' act like a year or two gon' be forever Stitch up my lips, I just shut up and pray Ain't got nothing to say like those police detectives Every time I get pulled over, they searching the v' like they certain there's gon' be some weapons This is my life and it's written in blood This is my life and it's written in blo-ood This is my life and it's written in blo-oo-oo-oo-od This is my life and it's written in blood This is my life and it's written in blood This is my life and it's written in blo-ood This is my life and it's written in blo-oo-oo-oo-od This is my life and it's written in blood Yeah, this is my life and it's written in blood Fell back on alcohol, picked up a dutch Never was big on forgiveness and love I can't grow from the past if she digging it up There ain't a nigga or bitch I can trust Got better relationships with my guns Try feeding my people, not give 'em the crumbs But tell 'em no one's to forget all that you've done The fuck is a father when it was my mama and some other nigga to pick up his son In and out the hospital, jailed and I got a deal, waited 'til now to start hitting me up It's been 30 years, I done fell out with Brazy been buried some, battled addiction and such I put my life into music, but due to some cases, I try not to give 'em too much And these police are crooked and now brody from Long Beach is funny, the king'll give Griffey what's up Ask me 'bout the murder and act like I did, but take my mental health and use it as a crutch Forced medication, took away my freedom and lied to my people 'bout shit that I've done I'm brazy like suckers, that's mad, I ain't put 'em on, now with the opps steady flicking it up If I catch your ass with 'em I'm licking shit up Everywhere that I go bro, the pistol be tucked Try to do the right thing with my image because I look pleased, for don't mean that I get niggas' tucked And mental health matters, 'cause it really does I did this for the gang and my children I love Tell my mama I love her and sister and brother If I die, this letter was written in blood This is my life and it's written in blood This is my life and it's written in blo-ood This is my life and it's written in blo-oo-oo-oo-od This is my life and it's written in blood From Letras Mania