My Life - DJ Khaled, Akon, B.o.B

Yeah.

I got some shit I need to get off my chest

So just shut the fuck up and listen!

The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life

In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life…

The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life

In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life…

In my life, my life, my life…

Time and time again, I ask myself

Who’s listening?

Who feels my pain?

Who feels my thoughts?

Who’s on the road that I’m travelling?

But I can’t complain

These are just my words

You would feel the same if you was in my skin

If you was in my shoes

And you went all the days that I went struggling and hustling

If you spent all the nights that my momma cried

Those endless nights, those weary eyes

Everyone in the house would just fuss and fight

Flipping over furniture, grabbing knives

We’d call the cops, here they come again

All the things in life I couldn’t comprehend

We ignored our problems, we’d just pretend

That they wasn’t there, like they didn’t exist

In Eastside Decatur our situation made us

React the the way that we did

All the nights that we had to freeze

«Oh no, huddle up, here comes the wind!»

On a stormy night in a flooded house

I can still hear the raindrops pourin' in

And they pourin' in, it’s pourin' in

I can still hear the raindrops pourin' in

The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life

In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life…

The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life

In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life…

In my life, my life, my life…

That’s why my attitude is «fuck the world»

I see most these rappers as a bunch of girls

Scary-ass niggas, this a poltergeist

Kick these niggas offstage like an open mic

Niggas know who I am behind the music

Even when they gone, I’mma still be here

I done made more money off a single album

Then you’ll probably ever see throughout your whole career

Y’all ain’t boss, y’all lightweight

We smoke pounds, y’all pound cake

That’s why real niggas don’t fuck with y’all

Y’all sweet to the air like soundscapes

And the crazy thing about it

I ain’t gotta do this rap shit

I could make a million off of royalties

And turn around and buy the rights to your masters

I ain’t gotta feel the fake persona

Full of goons in my squad who appear to be bolder

I’m from the ‘hood, man, I ain’t from the streets

I took a different path, the one that lasted longer

And now I’m straight for life, and my team is eatin'

And that’s all I owe, and that’s the way I see it

So leave me the fuck alone

And let me smoke this blunt to myself this evening

The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life

In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life…

The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life

In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life…

In my life, my life, my life…

What am I supposed to be?

Am I supposed to smile, am I supposed to grin, huh?

For White America to let me in

Should I assume a role that’s none threatening?

«Oh, Bobby Ray, you so cool in your raps»

«All that other garbage, you don’t talk like that»

Meanwhile, I just left the strip club an hour ago

Now I’m thinkin' bout turning back

Tell me who’s the author that writes the script

I’m what it means to be, to be a lyricist

Obviously, I’m in a league of my own

So I don’t get offended if I ain’t on your list

This takes me back, back in the day

?

when I was broke as shit

Failed every test, every class I skipped

I was in my zone with a pad and pen

I didn’t understand, I was just a kid

So misunderstood, never had a friend

I was so depressed, always upset

Here I go, contemplating suicide again

I was all alone, I was out of touch

Little did I know that I was out of sight

So I kept my headphones all the way turnt up

Waiting for the moment when the time was right

Now the time is right

Now the time is right, yeah.

The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life

In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life…

The realest shit I ever wrote in my life, in my life, in my life

In my life… in my life, in my life, in my life…

In my life, my life, my life…