Calicoe "My Life"

ShoeBox Money, Vol. 1 is out NOW!!! Make sure you cop it at iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/album/id1032871513?ls=1&app=itunes LYRICS [Verse 1] See I won't change, it's a blessin' But I'm startin' to feel pain from the stressin' All these sacrifices I done made is depressin' But I'm just tryin' to look at things as a lesson Man I'm just tryin' to get some change and exit What message? I was on the plane, I didn't get it Ain't no tellin' how deep the streets will go Look at 'em talkin', don't even know who them people know I'm countin' a hundred bands without Summer Jam I never let that petty shit get to me You roll with me or not, I'm still here to make history Destroyin' niggas mentally, get rich is how my niggas be Destroyin' niggas physically, get rich is how my niggas be Bought a lot of block, these haters 'bout to call the feds out Them boys savin' damn near 200 out the red house I can't find no purple, I give red out Say he got the bag, but when I ask he put his head down I ain't tryin' to stunt on no nigga, say I got bags 'round These middle-men with zips be makin' strips before I add pounds Ball, nigga! Make sure you get to the top! I'm tryin' to make a least a hundred before you get to the block I'm comin' with at least a hundred, why you gone get to your Glock? [Hook] I just wanna live My life, my life, my life, hey I just wanna live My life, my life, my life [Verse 2] These feds don't want nothin' but snitches And these niggas don't want nothin' but bitches That be the main shit that take you out the mission Like, "How the fuck I end up in this club trippin'?!" He called and said he want the Dennis Rodman If he can get them for the Scottie Pippen I missed a nigga call and now he feelin' like I spent him Threw him a touchdown and now he feelin' like he winnin' Ain't no tellin' how deep the streets will go Look at 'em talkin', don't even know who them people know Who his big homie? What they teachin' bro? I roll with niggas you ain't never even heard speak before Who got the plug? That's for me to know But let me know if you can get it cheaper though 'Cause I might pull up on you with some tree to blow Your bitch talk to you crazy 'cause you livin' like you need the hoe [Interlude] [Verse 3] Boom! Aye, I'm just gettin' money And I might have a bitch you know to go and get it for me A nigga called me for a zip and he don't even know me Like, "Hit me when you get it in," I'm like, "That shit is on me!" Smokin' out the zip, Glock pokin' out the hip I ain't got time for no bitch and how emotional they get Heard niggas hopin' I would slip So I went and put a nigga from Nova Scotia on the list Yeah, another 20 ball I'ma stack it on top of all them other 20 balls It's like Brady to Moss when I send 'em off Focus on the money but get hoes for the Renault cars Heard they was lookin' for the city stars And we ain't even realize we was the city stars 'Til all the hoes say we fuckin' up the titty bars Actin' like the city ours, so the city ours [Hook] I just wanna live My life, my life, my life, hey I just wanna live My life, my life, my life