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Intro:

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Verse 1:

Here's how it started out
One day my father's out
And he never came back
Seven kids in my momma's house
So now we drama'd out
Money wise we caught a drought
Get that green paper by any means
Now that's what I'm about
And here's another reason
It's not the summer season
Ain't no utilities on in my house
My little brother's freezing
How can I hustle sleeping
Late night through the cut I'm creeping
I can hear that money breathing
I can leave you busters leaking
Them streets was underhanded
Too young to understand it
It made my nerves bad
Thugging as the youngest bandit
But I couldn't run or panic
I had to man up
I wanted to goto college
Poverty fucked my plans up
I wanted to be a scholar
How'd I end up in handcuffs
Every night my momma's crying
But I gots to stand tough
Look at me I'm waving pistols
Give me everything you've got
I'm screaming
Fifteen and I'm on a mission
God help me get away from these demons
please

Chorus:

This is my life man
You say you understand
You claim you feeling my pain
But you really don't give a damn
You see me in them streets
No lying on these beats
I speak the truth in the booth
Man I'ma tell you who I am
This is my life man
You say you understand
You claim you feeling my pain
But you really don't give a damn
You see me in them streets
No lying on these beats
I speak the truth in the booth
Man I'ma tell you who I am

Verse 2:

Fifteen and I'm on a mission
God help me get away from these demons
They block my righteous vision
I can see 'em even when I'm dreaming
Wish we wasn't cause the struggle
Wish we wasn't all in trouble
Wish we'd get past all the mysteries
Wish We could solve the puzzle
People don't understand me
I got to help my family
My focus in uncanny
What cards will the future hand me
Enemies wouldn't care to twist me
Gunshots and they barely missed me
When you thugging out there it's risky
But the man upstairs was with me
I lost so many homeys
Some even burned alive
We all been part of this sick war
Before we learned to drive
Only thing you hearing in both ears
Is that word survive
'Cuz when you leave home with your chrome
You wanna return alive
What kinda person am I
Growing up in this savage hood
Wish I was average man
Crooked is damaged goods
My past is not the best
It's bad and I confess
But I gotta make it
Since so many depend on my success

Chorus:

This is my life man
You say you understand
You claim you feeling my pain
But you really don't give a damn
You see me in them streets
No lying on these beats
I speak the truth in the booth
Man I'ma tell you who I am
This is my life man
You say you understand
You claim you feeling my pain
But you really don't give a damn
You see me in them streets
No lying on these beats
I speak the truth in the booth
Man I'ma tell you who I am

Adlibs:

Yeah, you see me nigga, I know you do
It's my life man, it's much more than music homie
It's therapy, this is a young man's medicine right here
This is my life homie, you know what I'm talking about
It's way more than music
Ghetto America, Ghetto Motherfucking America]
It's the life you gave me
It's my life homie

Outro:

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough