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Young Buck

My Whole Life

 

My Whole Life


[Intro:]
Now we can't lose (fo' sho'),
Ya'll n****s wanna know what we did this is what we did n****

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Extended the family with a wire recruited a couple comrades,
I was a chosen one due to my chrome gats,
Bad ass lil' n**** with a trash bag now I gotta confess it,
Every day arrested,
N****s wanna test this to get at the hoes,
So even mamma stay invested, damn that's cold,
Bitches 17 years old round 100 kilos,
After ya'll picking pot out your nose with afros,
Rolling with the big boys soakin up game,
And we'll be back seat with the cardier frames
The easier it got n**** the harder it came,
But I stayed in the game,
That's the heart in this man,
There'll be hell on earth if I stay in the game,
Talk about picking up dirt like the broncos plane,
Call me the macho man when it comes to dirty ways,
A hatos man feel crime don't pay

[Chorus:]
All my life I visualized me handling mine,
And fuck waitin, cause god ain't promising times,
And I'm drawing a line before I get to far behind,
Lord if I'm lying strike me down in the eye

All my life I visualized me handling mine,
And fuck waitin, cause god ain't promising times,
And I'm drawing a line before I get to far behind,
Lord if I'm lying strike me down in the eye

[Verse 2: T-Day]
The last verse I wrote, I burning my hand,
Cause there's only so much heat, that my hand can stand,
I'm too hot to spit that,
You not you get that,
Don't get to hight, or this glock'll click back,
I bitch smack n****s and I ain't that mean,
My chopper goin do you popper look at what that did,
I'm clip fliping, pistol griping, dipping, set tripping,
Believe me you don't wanna see me with the 4tec spitting,
You bullshitting,
I'm just going live by you guys,
My whole team roll me homey, ride or die,
Riding high,
Sheaf and do-do like I'm in Cali,
I'm type this one for the block and blast from the alley,
I'm all with it don't be Montana,
Extra banana,
In my state on my way down to Atlanta,
Just crossed the Tennessee line,
All my life I visualized me handling mine

[Young Buck:]
It's all for one and one for all n****

[Chorus:]
All my life I visualized me handling mine,
And fuck waitin, cause god ain't promising times,
And I'm drawing a line before I get to far behind,
Lord if I'm lying strike me down in the eye

All my life I visualized me handling mine,
And fuck waitin, cause god ain't promising times,
And I'm drawing a line before I get to far behind,
Lord if I'm lying strike me down in the eye

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