Life of Crime
Tec
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Forever thuggin', live a life of crime Done seen a lot of shit up In this life of mine impatient baby I been waitin' my whole life to shine So try to take it and I'm Slangin' all type of iron Told my mama like, "Baby, wipe your eyes" Stressin' and I know you tired Wonderin' if I'm alive But mama, you know that your son a rider I said mama, you know that your son a Spider (Luwhop) Told Ketha my faith and my Heater in this Spider shit When you found my guns up in your house I had all type of shit I was getting these lectures on how I Should change my life and shit So this a letter but better 'cause I ain't write this shit So you know it's true 'cause It's comin' from the heart Did it all for you Been the reason from the start The reason I grind hard Them visit's behind bars Made me appreciate you like, "Ma We should spend time more" But you know your child wild And I been livin' reckless Had to tote some Glock-9's and A Smith & Wesson But they never stopped my grind, for the top I'm destined now my music nationwide, ma Your son a legend Forever thuggin', live a life of crime Done seen a lot of shit up In this life of mine impatient baby I been waitin' my whole life to shine So try to take it and I'm Slangin' all type of iron Told my mama like, "Baby, wipe your eyes" Stressin' and I know you tired Wonderin' if I'm alive But mama, you know that your son a rider I said mama, you know that your son a Spider Way back when I was wearin' diapers Never knew I'd pick the mic up Never known I'd play with rifles or Be up the road with lifers Got hoes tattin' spiders on they body parts Just from the shit that I record, ice on me No bodyguard Motherfuck security, no fear in me I'm bustin' for it Built for this shit, tough like Ford You taught me no nuts, no glory Now they pay to hear my story, mama Was just in front your honor Now I'm on stage in designer Been spendin' all the hundreds Drillin' all summer Was lookin' up to Zo until They put my dawg under Took my bros off the field Gave 'em football numbers But they took it all from us, we slipped up We all fumbled And now I'm way up but I still remain humble Bought a crib to thank mama 'cause I got the game from her Without your support Swear I never would've made it Send it to my baby, you sweet as sweet Sadie And you are appreciated Forever thuggin', live a life of crime Done seen a lot of shit up In this life of mine impatient baby I been waitin' my whole life to shine So try to take it and I'm Slangin' all type of iron Told my mama like, "Baby, wipe your eyes" Stressin' and I know you tired Wonderin' if I'm alive But mama, you know that your son a rider I said mama, you know that your son a Spider (Luwhop)
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Written by: TONY JACKSON, PATRICIA DANIELS, DALE THOMAS PETERS, JOSEPH F WALSH, NORMAN COOK, DEBORAH DENISE PARKIN
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