My Life

I mean you know what can I say?

You know I grew up, uh, west side of Detroit

You know, a neighborhood called Fenkell, block called Strathmoor

I grew up around drug dealin', shootouts and all of that

I would say I'm a product of my environment but I'm not a bad person

My life, where do I begin?

Hand to hand rocks tryna come up on ten

My life is complicated, can't explain

Used to get 'em by the pound, work comin' off the plane

My life, I drop fifty on the chain

S550 valet parked by the Range

My life, big crib, chandelier

Shed champagne tears for my niggas that ain't here

This the life of Payroll Giovanni

I make my own rules, I don't follow nobody

I run with a cocaine group like Yo Gotti

Offset rims on the coupe, the white shotty

Whoa Kemosabe, gettin' froze is a hobby

Order fours, get the load in the hotel lobby

Paid every tab, boy my credit is flawless

When I get the work I swear it feel like an auction

I hustle like Nip, yeah, shoutout to Slauson

Blow dealer like George, yeah, shoutout to Boston

You got your first pack and you started to stallin'

I came across crack then I started to ballin'

Shoutout to my granddaddy, he was a kingpin

He put me on game, had me ballin' on weekends

Show my granny nine O's, I got these in

She looked at me with worry like "You now in the deep end"

My life, where do I begin?

Hand to hand rocks tryna come up on ten

My life is complicated, can't explain

Used to get 'em by the pound, work comin' off the plane

My life, I drop fifty on the chain

S550 valet parked by the Range

My life, big crib, chandelier

Shed champagne tears for my niggas that ain't here

I heard money counters in my dreams, nightmares of triple beams

We used to pass time crackin' jokes with the fiends

Now I spend cheese on some normal ass jeans

Off the semen European, closin' cars on the scene

When I had the balls you ain't have a clue

'Cause you an outsider, we don't fuck with you

You was stealin' bikes, I was dealin' white

Half these niggas never balled in they fuckin' life

But all on the net talkin' heavy

I just left Goldson, put baguettes in the Presi'

Boogers in the piece, gave my cooker all the D

Now my workers posted up like a hooker in the street

Might see us in the club, poppin' Dom, wearin' minks

No charm on the chain but it's forty for the link

Bosses at my table, nigga you can't have a seat

Used to play the game deep, now in the hills where I sleep, nigga

Everything you do for real, bro

I see it, you did it for real

Video, all the way to the clips

All that shit

Anything you name is in there

Niggas know we talk, what we talk we live it

My life, where do I begin?

Hand to hand rocks tryna come up on ten

My life is complicated, can't explain

Used to get 'em by the pound, work comin' off the plane

My life, I drop fifty on the chain

S550 valet parked by the Range

My life, big crib, chandelier

Shed champagne tears for my niggas that ain't here