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Song title: Memphis Bleek - In My Life

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In my life (echoes two times)
In my life (echoes two times)

(chorus)
In my life
Theres been heartache and pain
In my life
Theres been heartache and pain
Theres been heartache and pain
In my life
Theres been heartache and pain

Im still that regular, cetera cat, from the street
Thuggin it, lovin my life as memph bleek
But Im stuck with, huggin that block, sellin that d
Grew up with, nothin but killas and o.g.s
Im the product of the ghetto til they bag me up
With a bail stash in case they snatch me up
Im a soldier in this war and I resemble my pops
I aint nothin like him, thats where this criminal stop
I provide for the fam, divide them grams
Cook it, make flips, survival plans
Bein successful, I had every intent
But I went to the high school a playin the bench
We live off wit, just like our switch-up strips
I was raised by the gun so I switch up clips
Gettin my hustle on, tryna switch up kicks
I wont change bein thug, I wont switch up shit
Its my life nigga

(chorus)

Ive put work in, for me to reach this level
To let the world know that I speak for the ghetto
Ive been through the struggle, downfall and the hurt
Puttin the close one, deep in the dirt
I lost one a my road dogs in nine-eight
I still see him everytime I look in his moms face
But dont cry (ma), we gon see the light
I know he up in heaven and he gon lead us right
I live by the street so Im a die by the street
As long as Im alive his daughterll never need
We used to be this close
But now it feel we this far apart, me and that nigga cant talk
We cant bag and kick it, bag some bitches
Only time I see em, is when I glance at pictures
But I gotta face the fact, my nigga is gone
But Im a ride to the death, and still I mourn
In my life nigga

(chorus)

In my life (echoes two times)
In my life (echoes two times)

Sometimes I just grab the car keys and ride
With no music, Im just ridin the vibe
I done came a long way, from usin the plate
Touchin the eight, who wouldve thought Id make it today
It was just yesterday, moms waitin on the stamps
The spot got shot up, and dre still locked up
Its me against the world with no brother, just a revolver
And I aint thinkin about seein tomorrow
I got sixty-two grams and a six-shot eight
With plans to hit the block and get shit straight
But my dog just got shot, spot just got rushed
I lost all my weight when the crack pot bust
I was left with zip, zero, nothin
Thats when I realized that my life aint bout nothin
The world wouldnt understand bleek in the street
So I took it to the booth and gave yall the speech

(chorus) 2x