Lyrics

I remember momma cooking in the kitchen crying trying no food left/ but ramen tasted gourmet to the family no sous chef/ they would sit and watch us eat yeah pops too/ in the belly of the beast they sending shots through/ rrraatt! This how my story goes I’m from the bottom/ where the government cheese don’t melt easy stay locked in/ this Cali music baby where the rhymes at/ fitted all black SD front of my hat/ bang! Heard um all say they the best out/ my big relly been said I’m dope bring the west out/
Bang! Bars heavy spit it at the stars stay ready/ that 3 wheel motion keep you leaning in the Chevy/ bang I am not a marshin I am Gods son/ covered in the blood I am no longer a lost one/ Yah! / but this was back then this was back when/ the tags on the hoopty was old we had to back in/

Hook
This my life way before I felt it was worth it
My life right between liquor stores and the churches:
My life nobody said it be perfect
My life gave it all to Yah before it’s curtains

Dope stay focused/ I remember they took my pops whip cause the late payments man these volunteers/ sheesh! Pops was getting locked up by the police/ weekend in the county family drama in these cold streets/roofs this was just my life but I’m writing it for you/ smiled through the the pain then let it all out in the booth/ that’s the truth that’s why Hustle get love still / rock like Chris stay ready woulda ducked Will/ uh I am not a marshin but I am Gods son/ no weapon formed against me shall prosper no not a one/ them days was rough though seen some homies pass / that’s why the 38 was in the bushes outside of the pad/uh no DUBIE was DUBIE just surviving/ until I found my God now there’s no fear that I’m dying/ right man weapon tucked in the night stand/ for these rappers on demon time it’s leather bound in my right hand/

Hook
This my life way before I felt it was worth it
My life right between liquor stores and the churches:
My life nobody said it be perfect
My life gave it all to Yah before it’s curtains