Artist: King Lil G f/ Kiki Smooth Album: Blue Devil 2 (Mixtape) Song: This Is My Life Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Verse 1] I was the kid that didn't get shit for Christmas My moms didn't care about goodnight kisses Fuck it At least I got hugs from my sister Never let me down I got love for my sister In the hood it got cold in the winter She put me on a jacket Everytime when I shivered I didn't like superman I idolized drug dealers Jump me in the neighborhood That's how I got a gun quicker I was only twelve Homies in & out of jail I needed money So I went & bought my first scale That's when I learned how to bust raps I told stories about my gang And how I started selling dub sacks Hood muthafuckas love that When the enemies came through Better believe I always bust back I want the finer things in life Jewels around my son's neck A model for a wife [Chorus] There's a time & a place For every little thing I'ma grind my way up To get those big things Yes I see it My name is shining light Let me shine for all the fallen Wrap arms around them Just let me get to where I'm goin' Cause this is - this is my life Cause its my life My right - my mind [Verse 2: Kiki Smooth] Wu-tang hustle Chasing that cream As a young buck On my bicycle moving thangs Ditching school Trying to get paid Had a corner stand And didn't sell lemonade Step-pops in the kitchen Bagging up them drugs Me & my little bro Soaking game like a sponge Eyes on the prize Make my dream a reality Love & happiness Puffing on some al green Sitting on the curb Thinking about my master plan Gather up the soldiers Invade the rap game Voice of the people The vato got heart I spit that fire Illuminate the dark Serving in the hood Fiends know my nickname Mister go get it I ain't tryin' to fucken wait Here to be the greatest Top of the mountain My debut is coming The days are being counted [Chorus] [Verse 3] Trust nobody Keep your trust me dog You never should Them boys will treat you like When death row belonged to suge Cause if the deal goes bad Black hoodie on Here we come to peel yo' cap In l.a We hit a spanish club called rodeo I came to hear my homeboy weasel's song From los canelos Corona in my hand Listening to his corridos I wanna do what How scrappy did up on cerritos [Verse 4: Kiki Smooth] Living that fast life No time for pumping breaks Heard it through the grape vine Kiki bout to elevate Kick in the door Like biggie to the smalls Smooth don't care If he's big or small Gangsta in the mirror Man of the hour Dope man flow Got ya face looking sour Mama always told me There'd be days like this I was born in the ghetto Can't worse-er than this [Chorus]