All My Life Lyrics - Mail On Sundays - Flo Rida

All my life, had to hustle just to make a way 

All my life, riding dirty on the highway 

All my life, and it all changed in one day 

All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on 

All my life, had to hustle just to make a way 

All my life, riding dirty on the highway 

All my life, and it all changed in one day 

All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on 

The hood never caused but they all was hard 

His kind never represented love at all 

Purple hearts in the hood, them ghetto scars 

Where every time I see my daddy it was just a mirage 

Now my mammy need a mechanic when the car wouldn't start 

I couldn't understand it, even told it to God 

Now my family in jeans, heading straight to the top 

Access granted with this empty can of starch 

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Knowing not to panic, liquor store got robbed 

Yellow tape was the moon every night on the block 

Surrounded by the stars, them dirty cars 

Dreadlocks in the grill try to camouflage 

Gotta make it out for real for I be at large 

I wrote double XL in the view of my squad 

Got a record on the shelf they say I'm good at the mall 

I had to learn to help myself, no sugar to borrow 'cause 

All my life, had to hustle just to make a way 

All my life, riding dirty on the highway 

All my life, and it all changed in one day 

All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on 

All my life, had to hustle just to make a way 

All my life, riding dirty on the highway 

All my life, and it all changed in one day 

All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on 

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A four course meal every first of the month 

Everybody in the projects family home 

Don't know you till the DJ like I want some 

But before thanksgiving was a Catholic nun 

Crabs in the bucket dirty eleven to one 

Without the struggle probably never woulda heard of LeBron 

Try and juggle in the casket with your sister Lavonne 

Suicide, live lavish at the tip of my tongue 

Only thing come to ratchet was the twenty third song 

Yeah, it coulda been tragic for the boy from the scums 

Yeah, he got the craftmatic no rest till I won 

Life took a stab at him, couldn't punch him alone 

Born near the savages kinda made me numb 

Two doors from where the dope boy magic was slung 

It was real not a fancy, they'd kill you for crumbs 

Only reason why I rap keep from being a bum 'cause 

All my life, had to hustle just to make a way 

All my life, riding dirty on the highway 

All my life, and it all changed in one day 

All my life it's the moment I been waiting on 

All my life, had to hustle just to make a way 

All my life, riding dirty on the highway 

All my life, and it all changed in one day 

All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on 

Sitting here, reminiscing 

Of all the nights I had to grind 

Taking chances with the system 

I put my whole life on the line 

All my life know it ain't been sweet 

All my life I been in the streets 

All my life up against concrete 

All my life mama gave me the speech 

All my life somebody died every week 

All my life ducking the police 

All my life without soda I weeped 

All my life no first class seats 

All my life, had to hustle just to make a way 

All my life, riding dirty on the highway 

All my life, and it all changed in one day 

All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on 

All my life, had to hustle just to make a way 

All my life, riding dirty on the highway 

All my life, and it all changed in one day 

All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on