Life Story - Al-D / Z-RO

Nobody seems to understand that my brain ain't stable
They got me out on the ledge
Feel like I'm falling off the edge it ain't no fable
It's reality feel like I'm on the offensive
they trying to tackle me
That's why I keep popping fists
So rather relative or stranger
better keep your distance
I can't determine friend or foe so you in danger
Chemical imbalances of the w**d
and coc*ine but it really
Don't matter to society a ni**a
that got no face and no name
Deserving more but I'mma mob until I ain't got nothing left
And the only thing that's promised to me
is more problems and death
Cause there's some niggas looking for me
and they might be near
And if they kill me don't shed a tear
remember I'm not happy here
Even still got to keep my eyes on the prize
Although my vision is blurry I'm losing life in a hurry
Even my girlfriend don't understand didn't want to
Witness the wicked so please find yourself
another man haters feel me

This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle living so shife

This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle living so shife

My opposition and proposition is scheming for cash
And if you b**ches is scandalous I get in that a**
So let's reliviate the pressure
Don't try to run it's guaranteed these slugs'll catch you
Oh yeah I keeps a problem solver
A pistol grip a automatic and revolver
Check it and I'mma handle up baby
It's in my nature it's a must it ain't a maybe peep game
The feds taking pictures and tapping my phones
But if I catch you b**ches snitching best believe me it's on
I analyze of this realize and open fire on b**ches
And if I catch you bastards slipping I'm leaving bodies in ditches huh
I bet that a** can pass it
Your life span it ain't long you in a casket check it
Niggas rushing your a** mob deep with ski masks
Busting shots on the road
trying to make your car crash this is my life

This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle living so shife

This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle living so shife

These boys be telling me
they got love giving me false-i-fied tapping but
I know they wouldn't give a f**k about me if there wasn't no money in rapping
See I know they want to get rich off me
understand even if I was
To die but still can talk they still put a mic in my hand
For trying to copy my style of life
pretending like they from my block
While I survive on willing to live
while they depend on mom and pops
Before you make your move check yourself
and giving me for the millions
For the love of the struggle
and just can't take it cause you not real
You want to be dead there's gone be a dentist to see
When a ni**a be scream and hollering I'm godfather
But I guess it's just the menace in me plus
The only ni**a that's skipping me
from clicking is Herman Fisher
Relocated the killers and gats
and drinking and if and burning swishers
Why they want to play with my life
they got families ni**a I don't
The only thing between me and them hoes
Is I'mma keep thugging they timid a** won't
Will they mind they own god damn business
and keep they self out of mine
Because of a thin line between handling business
And booyah caught with a nine baby

This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle living so shife

This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle living so shife

This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle living so shife

This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle living so shife