This is my life and it's written in blood
This is my life and it's written in blo-ood
This is my life and it's written in blo-oo-oo-oo-od
This is my life and it's written in blood
This is my life and it's written in blood
Fell back on alcohol, sipping on mud
Would've been up from the jump with you but
When you came 'round me, you hear what it was
I was transparent, stop calling me Aaron
Snap on a fan like they stop all that staring
Pie-Rx and Gucci, that's all I be wearing
Promise if I see an op, ain't gon' spare 'em
I know you ain't waiting on me
Your name ain't ringing no bells
My main hoe wait in the streets
Stand on that shit that you say or shut the fuck up around me
Only say what you mean
Maybe that's asking too much of you
I put a bullet in you for my trust
And you grew up with nothing to show for it
Having this money to spend, I've grown accustomed to
Yeah, don't wanna know what you heard from the lame
Know what it is when you swerve in my lane
When my family abandoned me, turned to the gang
Mama was trying her best
I just refused to forget all the homies that died for the set
Posing with guns on the 'gram like you really a stepper
And ain't even fired it yet
Bitch, you know better
Only got beef for you, won't get no cheddar
If I go down, you ain't holding me down
You gon' act like a year or two gon' be forever
Stitch up my lips, I just shut up and pray
Ain't got nothing to say like those police detectives
Every time I get pulled over, they searching the v'
Like they certain there's gon' be some weapons
This is my life and it's written in blood
This is my life and it's written in blo-ood
This is my life and it's written in blo-oo-oo-oo-od
This is my life and it's written in blood
This is my life and it's written in blood
This is my life and it's written in blo-ood
This is my life and it's written in blo-oo-oo-oo-od
This is my life and it's written in blood
Yeah, this is my life and it's written in blood
Fell back on alcohol, picked up a dutch
Never was big on forgiveness and love
I can't grow from the past if she digging it up
There ain't a nigga or bitch I can trust
Got better relationships with my guns
Try feeding my people, not give 'em the crumbs
But tell 'em no one's to forget all that you've done
The fuck is a father when it was my mama
And some other nigga to pick up his son
In and out the hospital, jailed and I got a deal
Waited 'til now to start hitting me up
It's been 30 years, I done fell out with Brazy been buried some
Battled addiction and such
I put my life into music, but due to some cases
I try not to give 'em too much
And these police are crooked and now brody from Long Beach is funny
The king'll give Griffey what's up
Ask me 'bout the murder and act like I did
But take my mental health and use it as a crutch
Forced medication, took away my freedom
And lied to my people 'bout shit that I've done
I'm brazy like suckers, that's mad, I ain't put 'em on
Now with the opps steady flicking it up
If I catch your ass with 'em I'm licking shit up
Everywhere that I go bro, the pistol be tucked
Try to do the right thing with my image because
I look pleased, for don't mean that I get niggas' tucked
I say mental health matters 'cause it really does
I did this for the gang and my children I love
Tell my mama I love her and sister and brother
If I die, this letter was written in blood
This is my life and it's written in blood
This is my life and it's written in blo-ood
This is my life and it's written in blo-oo-oo-oo-od
This is my life and it's written in blood