My Life

 
              
 
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Am 
My life, my life 
               F 
Makes me wanna run away 
                     Am             F 
There's no place to go, no place to go 
            Am 
All the confusion 
                         F 
It's an illusion like a movie 
               Am 
Got nowhere to go 
 
Nowhere to run and hide 
   F 
No matter how hard I try 
 
 
 
Verse 1:
 
       Am 
Yeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy rich 
         F 
Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a b!tch 
           Am 
I tried to help n!ggas get on, they turned around and spit 
            F 
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a d!ck 
             Am 
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other sh!t 
                F 
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits 
              Am 
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned 
            F 
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned 
           Am 
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter 
          F  
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver 
               Am 
What's it to you? The track I lace it, it's better than basic 
F 
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid 
 
 
Am 
My life, my life 
               F 
Makes me wanna run away 
                     Am             F 
There's no place to go, no place to go 
            Am 
All the confusion 
                         F 
It's an illusion like a movie 
               Am 
Got nowhere to go 
 
Nowhere to run and hide 
   F 
No matter how hard I try 
 
 
Verse 2
 
          F                            G                        Am 
While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy 
 
I was in the f!cking sheds sharpening my machete 
 F                                  G 
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready 
   E7                                                       F 
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even? 
                        G                            Am 
I think you f!cking meatballs keep on just forgetting 
 
Thought he was finished, m!therf!cker, it's only the beginning 
 F                                G                                E7 
He's bugging again, he's straight thugging, f!ck who he's offending 
 
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them b!tches plugged in me 
Am                                               F 
M!therf!cking wall with 3000 volts of electricity 
                                                                      F 
Now take the other and dump them then pluck him, motherf!ckers in each 
                                           G                        E7 
One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally f!cking see 
 
That'll teach you to go voicing your c!cksuck!ng opinion to me 
Am 
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this sh!t 
                F                                                         F 
F!ck letting up, you?re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me 
            
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah 
G                                        E7 
It's happening again, I'm thinking about the same 
 
M!ther f!ck everybody that's up in this b!tch, but 50 
F                           G 
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go 
           Am 
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows 
            F                             G 
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped 
      E7 
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap 
F                                 G 
This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis 
       Am 
Christ, how was I supposed to know sh!t would turn up like it did? 
                     F                                     G 
Feels like I'm going psycho again and I might just blow my lid 
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Sh!t, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid 
 
Cause I'm running in circles with. 
 
 
Am 
My life, my life 
               F 
Makes me wanna run away 
                     Am             F 
There's no place to go, no place to go 
            Am 
All the confusion 
                         F 
It's an illusion like a movie 
               Am 
Got nowhere to go 
 
Nowhere to run and hide 
   F 
No matter how hard I try 
 
 
Verse 3:
 
  F                                  G 
I haven't been this f!cking confused since I was a kid 
     Am 
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did 
      F                            G 
Maybe this is for me, maybe, maybe I'm supposed to go crazy 
   E7 
Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m in the morning like Shady 
     F                            G 
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter 
  Am 
Tryna say the same classic, get your @ss kicked 
            F 
Man crook, wrap your head up in plastic 
 G                          E7 
P!ssy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots 
                           Am 
It's tragic, it's sad it's never gonna end, now we number one again 
            F 
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate 
F                              G                         E7 
Accept it, respect it, this a gift God gave me like the air in the lungs 
 
And every f!cking thing with it 
 
 
Am 
My life, my life 
               F 
Makes me wanna run away 
                     Am             F 
There's no place to go, no place to go 
            Am 
All the confusion 
                         F 
It's an illusion like a movie 
               Am 
Got nowhere to go 
 
Nowhere to run and hide 
   F 
No matter how hard I try