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In my life (echoes two times) (chorus) In my life There’s been heartache and pain In my life There’s been heartache and pain There’s been heartache and pain In my life There’s been heartache and pain I’m still that regular, cetera cat, from the street Thuggin it, lovin my life as memph bleek But I’m stuck with, huggin that block, sellin that d Grew up with, nothin but killas and o.g.’s I’m the product of the ghetto ’til they bag me up With a bail stash in case they snatch me up I’m a soldier in this war and I resemble my pops I ain’t nothin like him, that’s 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 won’t change bein thug, I won’t switch up shit It’s my life nigga (chorus) I’ve put work in, for me to reach this level To let the world know that I speak for the ghetto I’ve 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 mom’s face But don’t 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 I’m a die by the street As long as I’m alive his daughter’ll never need We used to be this close But now it feel we this far apart, me and that nigga can’t talk We can’t 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 I’m 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, I’m just ridin the vibe I done came a long way, from usin the plate Touchin the eight, who would’ve thought I’d make it today It was just yesterday, moms waitin on the stamps The spot got shot up, and dre still locked up It’s me against the world with no brother, just a revolver And I ain’t 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 That’s when I realized that my life ain’t ’bout nothin The world wouldn’t understand bleek in the street So I took it to the booth and gave y’all the speech (chorus) 2x  More Memphis Bleek Song Lyrics
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