My Life Lyrics - M.a.d.e. - Memphis Bleek

Yeah, I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob shit 

Money, Attitude, Direction, and Education 

Some real shit 

Think about my hood one time, my hood, it's trippin' 

Thinkin' I've changed, crossed niggaz 

Where we go wrong 

I'm from that two-bedroom apartment, Marcy 

5-3-4, that middle building, yeah, they say it started me 

I'm new to it but consider me young 

Seen it all happen, ain't understand what was done 

But, all I wanted was the fly kicks, fly shit 

Little nigga but still kept a fly bitch 

And back then it was love in the hood 

Knuckle up with ya dog and fuck it, it's all good 

Now, I'm in the crib rippin' up to go to war with 'em 

Same little niggaz I used to steal from the store with 'em 

I go and get 'em from school 

Used to take the same bus, same train back then we was cool 

I broke bread at lunch with 'em 

And if mom's left me with two singles, then you know 

I'm splittin' one with 'em, we cut school in the building I lived in 

One floor higher, smokin' and gettin' higher 

Damn, think of age, now we locked up north 

It was like yesterday we was practicin' sports 

Went from flippin' on mats now he flippin' in the box 

Locked twenty-three hours up a day, he in the max 

Ain't no lookin' back because this life goes on 

We was kids didn't care about the rights and wrongs 

But, nobody judged us the ghetto loved us 

Streets, the only thing that ever took something from us 

I lost a couple friends 

But I promised and prayed that if I make it, Im'a see 'em again 

I admit, I was wild as a child 

And my mom's aint like none of my friends who use to call me Ismhael 

My brother stayed on punishment, mama found out he hustle and 

Found couple jacks, her plan she thought of flushin' it 

Me, I'm in the streets I swore, never change 

My brother caught a 'cause, I came up to do the same 

It's all about my days 

This is all about my nights 

This is all about my pain 

This is all about my life 

This is all about my days 

This is all about my nights 

This is all about my pain 

This is all about my life 

I got my first work, about the age of fourteen 

My brother fighting a case his bail was fourteen 

Me, still hustlin', school not going 

My clothes started changin', the money started showin' 

My right hand was owing every hoe we know 

She represent us through the ghetto every hood we know, yeah 

He put me on on that traffic, though the money was average 

I aint care I learned how to handle that package 

Then, a body dropped, O locked for minute 

The squad it never died, I was left to represent it 

Took a nigga out his crib his name I aint gon' mention it 

Know this hit home, I know this nigga listenin' 

'Cause we was tighter than brothers where did the love go 

I called your mother my mom's dog, I let the love show 

This was supposed to be us 

You was supposed to have the next verse dog 

This was supposed to be us 

And, you know I taught you the streets, taught you to pitch in 

I gave you that gear got you all the bitches 

I never thought you ever cross me dog 

If they back me down in the corner, get 'em off me dog 

Now I see exactly where we went wrong 

When I spin through the hood and I see him, I keep it goin' 

Now the ghetto lookin' at me like I changed 

But, I'm still that regular nigga I'm still the same 

It's all about my days 

This is all about my nights 

This is all about my pain 

This is all about my life 

This is all about my days 

This is all about my nights 

This is all about my pain 

This is all about my life