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philthy rich - my life lyrics

[intro]
triple-m on the beat

[chorus: omb peezy]
light up that ‘wood, this that high life (high life)
one phone call’ll get your mind right (get your mind right)
p-ssy n-gg-s love to be in the limelight (the limelight)
i’m gon’ put him on the news when the time right (time right)
i tote this tool ’cause it’s my life (my life)
and i don’t plan on losing my life (my life)
nah, i don’t plan on losing my life (huh)
they wanna take me, i’m gon’ get ’em when the time right

[verse 1: omb peezy]
they wanna take me, i’m gon’ get ’em when the time right
he ain’t see it but he told, he a blind mice
i told my youngin, “you know you gotta keep that iron, right?”
he said, “yeah, ’cause they don’t wanna see me shine right”
i’m from the bottom of the map, my city dirty, n-gg-
come down there half steppin’, they’ll serve you, n-gg-
i ain’t goin’ for nothin’, i’m from the projects where they bury, n-gg-
i’m out in oakland f-ckin’ with my seminary n-gg-
i know n-gg- snitchin’, cut him off, i only f-ck with soldiers
in it ’til it’s over, any war with a k on my shoulder
can’t f-ck with a poser, that’ll put my life in jeopardy
all my n-gg-s’ll blow you, that’s to any n-gg- testing me, peezy

[chorus: omb peezy & philthy rich]
light up that ‘wood, this that high life (high life)
one phone call’ll get your mind right (get your mind right)
p-ssy n-gg-s love to be in the limelight (the limelight)
i’m gon’ put him on the news when the time right (time right)
i tote this tool ’cause it’s my life (my life)
and i don’t plan on losing my life (my life)
nah, i don’t plan on losing my life (huh, ayy, it’s philthy, n-gg-)
they wanna take me, i’m gon’ get ’em when the time right (huh, look)

[verse 2: philthy rich]
i ain’t never want the limelight (uh-uh)
he was a snake, i see it now in my hindsight (sucker)
eighty thousand on this rollie just to shine bright (bustdown)
ain’t set it since i got it, i don’t think the time right (it’s philthy)
thick chocolate b-tch, yeah, that -ss fat (that -ss fat)
i done checked a quarter million through the cash app (quarter mil’)
i was best friends with saran wrap (i was)
long nights bagging crack until my hands cramped (36)
i still smoke swishers, i’m from east oakland (i’m from seminary)
still’ll smoke a sucker in the streets loafing (i will)
jet skis in winter time, out in deep ocean (that right?)
me goin’ broke, n-gg-, keep hopin’, it’s philthy, n-gg-

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