My Life Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em]

[Verse 1]
And I'm [Em]grindin'
til I'm at[Bm]tacked
They say "You ain't
[C]grindin' till [G]you tired"
[D]So I'm [Em]grindin' with my eyes [Bm]wide
Looking [C]to find a way through the day
[G]A lig[D]ht, for the night
[Em]Dear Lord, you've done took [Bm]so many of my
[C]people but I'm just wonderin' [G]why
You haven't [D]taken my [Em]life?
[Bm]Like, what the hell am I[C] doing right?
My [G]life[D]
Take [Em]me away

[Verse 2]
from the hood
[Bm]like a state penitentiary
Take [C]me away from the hood
in the [G]casket or a [D]Bentley
Take [Em]me away
Like I [Bm]overdosed on cocaine
Or [C]take me away like a bul[G]let from Kurt
[D]Cobain
[Em]Suicide (suicide, suicide)
I'm from a [Bm]Windy City,
like "Do or [C]Die"
From a block close to [G]where
Biggie was [D]crucified[Em]
That was Brooklyn's [Bm]Jesus
Shot for no fuckin' reason
[C]And you wonder why[G] Kanye wears
[D]Jesus [Em]pieces?
'Cause that's Jesus people
[Bm]And The Game, he's the e[C]qual
Hated on so much,
"The [G]Passion of Christ" need [Em]a sequel
Yeah, like [Bm]Roc-A-Fella
needed needed needed Sigel
[C]Like I needed my father,
[G]but he nee[D]ded a n[Em]eedle
I need some medit[Bm]ation,
so I can leave my people
[C]They askin' "Why?" Why did Joh[G]n
Lennon leave [D]The Beatles?[Em]
And why every [Bm]hood nigga feed off evil?
[C]Answer my question before this bul[G]let
leave this Desert [D]Eagle
[Em]And I'm grindin'

[Verse 3]
til I'm at[Bm]tacked
They say "You ain't
[C]grindin' till you [G]tired"
So I'm [Em]grindin' with my
[Bm]eye s wide
Looking to [C]find,
a way through [G]the day
[D]A light, for [Em]the night
Dear Lord, you've done [Bm]took so many of my
[C]people but I'm just wonderin' [G]why
You haven't [D]taken my [Em]life?[Bm]
Like, what the hell am [C]I doing r[G]ight?[D]
My [Em]life

[Verse 4]
We are not the [Bm]same, I am a [C]Martian
So approach my [G]Phantom
doors with [D]caution
[Em]You see them[Bm] 24's
spinnin', I earned them
[C]And I ain't no preacher but
[G]here's my Erick [D]Sermon
So [Em]eat this black [Bm]music
and tell me how it taste now
[C]An d fuck Jesse Jackson 'cause
it [G]ain't [Em]about [Bm]race, now
[Em]Sometimes I think abou[Bm]t my life,
with my face down
[C]Then I see my sons and put on[G]
[D]that [Em]Kanye smile
Damn, [Bm]I know his momma proud
[C]An d since you helped me sell my dream,
[G]we can share my [D]momma [Em]now
[Bm]And like M.J.B.,"No More
Drama" now
[C]Living the "Good Life",
me and Com[G]mon on [D]common [G]ground
[Em]I spit crack, an[Bm]d niggas
could drive it out of town
[C]Got a Chris Paul mind sta[G]te,
I'm never out of bounds
[Em]My life used to be empty[Bm]
like a Glock without a round
[C]Now my life full,
like a [G]chopper with a thousand [Em]rounds

[Verse 5]
And [Em]I'm grindin' til I'm at[Bm]tacked
They say "You ain't
[C]grindin' til you [G]tired"
So I'm [Em]grindin' with my eyes [Bm]wide
Looking to [C]find, a way through the [G]day
[D]A light, for the [Em]night
Dear Lord, [Bm]you've done took so many of my
[C]people but I'm just wonderin' [G]why
You haven't [D]taken my [Em]life?[Bm]
Like, what the hell [C]am I doing [G]right?[D]
My life
Walk [Em]through the

[Verse 6]
gates of Hell,
see my Impala [Bm]parked in front
With [C]the high beams on,
me and the [G]Devil share [Bm]chronic [D]blunts
[Em]Listening to the "Chronic" album,
[Bm]playing backwards
Shoot[C]in' at pictures of Don
[G]Imus for target pra[D]ctice
My [Em]mind fucked up,
so [Bm]I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm [C]from the city that made you [G]mother
fuckers [D]afraid [Bm]of Suge
Made my grandmother pray for good
[C]An d never made her happy,
when I [G]bet that new Mer[D]cedes [Em]could
Ain't no bars,
but [Bm]niggas can't escape the hood
They [C]took so many of my niggas,
[G]that I should hate the hoo[Em]d
But it's real niggas [Bm]like me,
that make [C]the hood
Ridin' slow in that [G]Phantom
just the way I [Em]should
With the top [Bm]back
In my Sox hat
[C]I'm paid in full,
[G]the nigga Alpo couldn't stop [Em]that
Even if they [Bm]brought the nigga
'Pac [C]back
I'd still keep [G]this motherfucker
[D]cocked back
[G]An d [Em]I'm grindin'

[Verse 7]
til I'm at[Bm]tacked
They say "You ain't
[C]grindin' til you [G]tired"
So I'm [Em]grindin' with my eyes [Bm]wide
Looking to [C]find, a way through the [G]day
[D]A light, for the [Em]night
Dear Lord, you've done [Bm]took so many of my
[C]people but I'm just wonderin' [G]why
You haven't [D]taken my [Em]life?[Bm]
Like, what [C]the [G]hell [D]am [Em]I[G][Bm]
[G]doi[Bm]ng ri[C]gh[G]t?[D][Em][Bm]
My life
[C](My life)

[Outro 1]
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