My Life (feat. Daz Dillinger) (Feat. Daz Dillinger)

Daz: You know it's your life nigga, you do as you please T.I. : That's right Daz: But you know when you fuck up T.I.: huh... dig Ay, ay, ay Yea Yea, yea, yea, yea Ay, ay, ay Yea, uh yea yeaaa Daz: Dat Nigga Daz & T.I.'s in the mufuckin' house knahwhatImean It's yo life nigga....live & die Hook: T.I. Can't ya see I'm on fyyyaaahh So quit hatin' on me pimpin' I'm just livin' my life Think I ain't gon' riiiiiide On all you pussy niggas tryin' put an end to my life You can't do it, don't tryyyyyy I know you sucker niggas wish that you was livin' my life In white linen I'm flyyyy Top down in the Spider, be a rider for the rest of my life Verse 1: T.I. A-town veteran, started at 11 Went and bought an 8-ball, I was stayin' down ever since That's why it's hard to find a young rap nigga better then The Bankhead resident, Westside represent Pimp Squad mobster, Grand Hustle president Heart of a lion and the nuts of an elephant Trap Muzik heaven sent, you hatin' and it's evident You tryna stack presidents, I'm tryna set precedents The comparisons insultin' my intelligence Cuz real recognize real, and real you ain't never been And never will I catch ya where ya chill Holla at ya where ya live, nigga fuck a record deal Pimp graduated out the yay to stack a couple mil Would you figure it'd be a rap nigga I'd have to kill My patnas tellin' me shawty ya have to chill But I'mma end up hatin' with the steel, watitis Still Dope Boy, trap niggas worldwide lovin' me Haters see the Spider and they wanna put a slug in it Fuck it, I'm a G, I been a rider, I ain't studyin' it Ya better get your mind off mine and start hustlin' Hook Verse 2: Daz As a BG gainin' them stripes I avenge when I strike Prey on my victims, blind them niggas all with the light Get it right, hold it tight, blast with all your might See we hustle for them grams 'til the early light Follow my plan, on command, leave them dead where they stand Ain't no stoppin' the man, nigga with grands in my hand Livin' the fast lane, Grand Hustle the grand when the cash came The police book me, take my fingerprints and last name Now I'm stuck in the cell, how would I maintain Loc up on these niggas, the penitentiary mind frame I strive for perfection, my method is quite collective Check out the fuckin' way I just rep it It's Dogg Pound Gangsta in a black stinkin' Lincoln Rims shinin', fresh paint and T.I. countin' paper Big moves, stay on deck with the tools All ya niggas and bitches with niggas get sprayed with the tool Rrrrrrrraaahhhh Hook Verse 3: Daz This how we hustle for the paper, cuz the hustle get harder I'm Dogg Pound out in that Atlanta Brave starter Money, weed and bitches, 24 inches Conversatin' with T.I., plottin' on gettin' these millions Down for my niggas murderin', killin' Real in the spot, or on a mission.. All my niggas...y'all know how the fuck we kick it I'ma...keep my eyes on a meal ticket Hustle it up, muthafucka we'll kick it T.I. All Eyez on Me with my Westside homie In a drop '65 on D's Wanna ride on me I got a 45. on me In a hurry to die homie get live on me Be charged with tryin' an OG And I'm creepin' thru the crowd low-key Nigga you don't know me I learned from niggas befo' me I got insomnia, shawty, I don't sleep I bomb, I don't creep Hook Daz Y'all niggas know how we do this shit, T.I., Dat Nigga Daz yaknahmean It's my life, your life, our life, his life, let's live it to the fullest T.I. One time for 'Pac... we miss you nigga One time for Shawty B for keepin' it pimpin' P$C, Grand Hustle pimp Fuck nigga let this be a lesson to ya Y'all niggas better start trainin' man You better be a damn good ducker nigga when I goddamn let loose with this Chopper ya understand that I ain't playin' with y'all niggas Once the muthafuckin' judge slam that goddamn gavel, nigga got his Muthafuckin' case beat Nigga I'm at y'all ass nigga Mark my mothafuckin' words fuck boys I'm layin' low for a reason pimp Ha....fuck niggas