[Chorus: Mozzy]
My life ain't nothin' like how you live (how you live nigga)
My life ain't nothin' like how you live (that's on my kids nigga)
I gotta ride around with the SIG, yeah (hey with my stick on me)
I been gettin' into it with my bitch, yeah (with my bitch homie)
My life ain't nothin' like how you live (that's on my kids nigga)
My life ain't nothin' like how you live (G-O-D nigga)
You don't provide for none of your kids, then (uh-huh)
You don't really live how I live

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
My life, my life, my life, my life
This shit trife, ten a farm and hit you on dice
Shit slurmy in my trenches, get stripped for your ice
Shit slimy in my trenches, they hit you on sight
You hear the rounds, lay it down, that was every night
No lie, in junior high had to carry pipe
You hear the rounds, lay it down, that was every night
No lie, in junior high had to carry pipe
The ringtone on the forty sound like Barry White
Don't let the sucker side, they don't ever slide
Don't let the sucker side, they don't ever slide
They put like twenty on my head, ask 'em to tell you why
They got a hole on my nigga, it's built hella high
Mama put mi casa up for hella time
They got a hole on my nigga, it's built hella high
Mama put mi casa up for hella time
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