My Life - K. Michelle

My life my life is this, my life, oh

What you know about the grind in the streets?

He moving work out of time every week

I know about it!

I know about it!

What you know about 'em girls on the pole?

She make her money every night taking off her clothes

I know about it!

Yep I know about it

Cause all my life I've been struggling and stressing

That's why I come up in this bitch with aggression

Where I'm from niggas die everyday

Bet you ain't never seen a nigga die right in ya face

The life, the life, the sacrifice

The grind, the grind you get sometimes

I know about it!

Don't judge if you know nothing about it!

You try and try to live right

But we get blinded by the life

Oh, oh, I know about it

Don't judge if you know nothing bout it!

These niggas turning hoes into wifes

Went in raw now you stuck with her for life

I know about it!

Bet y'all know something about it!

Three years he been doing the same thing

You can hang it up you'll never get a ring,

Cause I know about it!

Bet I know some thing about it!

Cause all my life I've been struggling and stressing

That's why I come up in this bitch with aggression

Where I'm from it ain't flowers and candy

I'm just happy the life didn't get me!

The life, the life, the sacrifice

The grind, the grind you get sometimes

I know about it!

Don't judge if you know nothing about it!

You try and try to live right

But we get blinded by the life

Oh, oh, I know about it

Don't judge if you know nothing bout it!

Uh, yeah I said the life, the life

The streets are a bitch and I made her my wife

I made her my wife, I couldn't afford but I made her my price

Cause under the lights the money the cars

Even the ice I wanted it all

So we was up nights, we were up selling the raw

And ducking them D from a hell of charge

I wanted to shine amongst with the stars

I wanted to grind they're calling me nah

I felt like these niggas was telling me starve

My mama she told me I'm headed for bars (bars)

And where did it take me?

To a cell and a yard

Running bar with the killers

Talking fellas and all

The life, the life, the sacrifice

The grind, the grind you get sometimes

I know about it!

Don't judge if you know nothing about it!

You try and try to live right

But we get blinded by the life

Oh, oh, I know about it

Don't judge if you know nothing bout it!