• 標題:All My Life (Explicit)
  • 歌手:Lil Durk;J. Cole
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    All My Life (Explicit) - Lil Durk/J. Cole
    Composed by:Durk Banks/Jermaine Cole/Łukasz Gottwald
    Durkio told me he been on some positive **** yeah yeah
    Lately I just wanna show up and body some **** yeah yeah
    Always been a lil' mathematician lately it's cash I'm gettin'
    Got me losin' count of these bags I've been movin' too fast
    Hard times don't last 'member when cops harrassed
    Talkin' out my a*s boy you ain't **** but a ***** with a badge
    All my life
    They been tryin' to keep me down
    All this time
    Never thought I would make it out
    Never thought I'd make it out
    They couldn't break me they couldn't break me
    No no
    They couldn't take me they couldn't take me
    No
    I decided I had to finish but the media called me a menace
    I done sat with the mayor and politicians
    I'm tryna change the image
    You can't blame my past no more I come from the trenches
    Some said I'd never be a superstar but I know I'm different
    No no no
    I'm The Voice but the system ain't give me a choice
    Know some people that's still undeployed
    I know a felon who tryna get FOID
    Child support your only support
    For a visit I'm goin' through courts
    Went to jail they was chainin' me up
    And you know that I'm famous as ****
    See how you gon' joke about stimulus
    But they really had came in the clutch
    I know some kids wanna hurt theyself
    Stop tryna take d**gs I refer to myself
    Tryna better myself tryna better my health but
    They been tryin' to keep me down yeah
    First generation ghetto n***a
    Cole world hello n***as
    Made it out the city with my head on straight
    N***as keep shootin' up the lead out
    Young Jordan Peele gotta get out
    But the **** that I spit out
    Is a cheat code like I'm facin' a RICO
    And how a n***a put a hit out
    And another one and and another one
    I got like a hundred of 'em
    'Bout to lap n***as so they think they ahead of me
    But I'm really in front of them
    Now some of them fumblin' they bags
    ******* up the little crumbs that they had
    A reminder to humble yourself
    This **** could be gone in an instant
    Me I'm runnin' long distance
    All pistons firin'
    I be stuck between maybe retirin'
    And feelin' like I'm just not hittin' my prime
    These days seein' rappers be dyin'
    Way before they even gettin' they shine
    I never even heard of lil' buddy
    'Til somebody murdered lil' buddy
    Now I'm on the phone searchin' lil' buddy name
    Got 'em playin' his tunes all day in my room
    Thinkin' "d**n this **** is wicked
    To get they name buzzin' some n***as just gotta go lay in a tomb"
    And media thirsty for clicks
    I got a new rule
    If you ain't never posted a rapper when he was alive
    You can't post about him after he get hit
    It's simple it's the principle
    On any tempo I'm invincible
    Don't even rap I just vent to you
    I rather that than an interview
    Most days
    **** 'em all like I'm goin' through a ho phase
    Young n***a shoot out the whip like road rage
    I pray all of my dawgs stay so paid
    And the only thing that kill 'em is old age