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Yo, my life too real, listen, but this life ain't a joke Thank God that I made it clear I don't know 'bout fear, but I know 'bout hope I grinded hearts, so my years gone cold, cold, cold Listen, mm-mm Yo, my life too real, listen, but this life ain't a joke Thank God that I made it clear I don't know 'bout fear, but I know 'bout hope I grinded hearts, so my years gone cold One day see me and my wife in a matchin' robe Beat the AP out in the cold Sick and tired, I rise, I can see all of the guys, got achin' bones Yo, rips in our jeans and cracks in our phones Broken dreams, ain't no broken homes We ain't had nothin', we still found dough Uptown suite, but my East town slow 'Member late night shows, used to walk down Homerton Road (Listen) Time flies, still in the same ends with the bros Occasions come, occasions go Our Father, thank You, still been untouched, though Thank You, holy 'pon opps, them hateful Father I'm tired of flingin' out eight balls If I marry the game, I be grateful Time flies, but this life ain't sweet outside I'm a gang member and a label (Damn) Letras de cancionesPolice tryna fuck up my break, it was painful My life too real, listen, but this life ain't a joke Thank God that I made it clear I don't know 'bout fear, but I know 'bout hope I grind this hard, so my years gone cold, cold, cold Listen, mm-mm Yo, my life too real, listen, but this life ain't a joke Thank God that I made it clear I don't know 'bout fear, but I know 'bout hope I grind this hard, so my years gone cold, cold, cold One day see me and my wife in a matchin' robe Beat the AP out in the cold Sick and tired, I rise, I can see all of the guys, got achin' bones We do whatever we do Gotta stay on my grind, money on my mind There's no time to waste time We do whatever we do Gotta stay on my grind, money on my mind There's no time to waste time No time to waste, this year, real life God knows, my heart, fire enlight' Came from the East side, rollin', push bikes Came up, since then, now we alright My life too real, listen, but this life ain't a joke Thank God that I made it clear I don't know 'bout fear, but I know 'bout hope I grind this hard, so my years gone cold, cold, cold Listen, mm-mm Yo, my life too real, listen, but this life ain't a joke Thank God that I made it clear I don't know 'bout fear, but I know 'bout hope I grind this hard, so my years gone cold, cold, cold One day see me and my wife in a matchin' robe Beat the AP out in the cold Sick and tired, I rise, I can see all of the guys, got achin' bones We do whatever we do Gotta stay on my grind, money on my mind There's no time to waste time We do whatever we do Gotta stay on my grind, money on my mind There's no time to waste time From Letras Mania