My Life Lyrics – The Game ft. Lil Wayne

[Intro: The Game]
Punk-as* motherf**ker, checking sh!t
What you was gonna do?
Kill me in my sleep, you b!tch-as* n!gga?
2Pac, Biggie – shut the f**k up!
F**king dogs, barking and sh!t
(Don't shoot, don't shoot!)
F**k you, n!gga!

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
And I'm grinding till I'm tired
‘Cause they said: "You ain't grinding till you tired."
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find a way through the day
A light for the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right? My life

[Verse 1: The Game]
Take me away from the hood, like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood, in a casket or a Bentley
Take me away, like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain, suicide
I'm from a windy city like Do or Die
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn's Jesus, shot for no f**king reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?
‘Cause that's Jesus, people – and Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, Passion of Christ need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-Fella needed Siegel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle
I need some meditation so I can lead my people
They asking, "Why, why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?"
And why every hood n!gga feed off evil?
Answer my question 'fore this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
And I'm grinding till I'm tired
‘Cause they said: "You ain't grinding till you tired."
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find a way through the day, a light for the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right? My life

[Verse 2: The Game]
We are not the same, I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution
You see them 24s spinning? I earned 'em
And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon
So eat this black music and tell me how it taste now
And f**k Jesse Jackson, ‘cause it ain't about race now
Sometimes I think about my life, with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile
Damn, I know his mama proud;
And since you helped me sell my dream
We can share my mama now
And like M.J.B. no more drama now
Living the good life, me and Common on common ground
I spit crack, and n!ggas could drive it out of town
Got a Chris Paul mindstate, I'm never out of bounds
My life used to be empty like a Glock without a round
Now my life full like a chopper with a thousand rounds

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
And I'm grinding till I'm tired
‘Cause they said: "You ain't grinding till you tired."
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find a way through the day
A light for the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right? My life

[Verse 3: The Game]
Walk through the gates of hell
See my Impala parked in front
With the high beams on
Me and the devil sharing chronic blunts
Listening to the Chronic album, playing backwards
Shooting at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made
You motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton, Compton)
Made my grandmother pray for good
It never made her happy
But I bet that new Mercedes could
Ain't no bars, but n!ggas can't escape the hood
And it took so many of my n!ggas
That I should hate the hood
But it's real n!ggas like me that make the hood
Riding slow in that Phantom just the way I should
With the top back, in my Sox hat
I'm paid in full, the n!gga Alpo couldn't stop that
Even if they brought the n!gga Pac back
I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
And I'm grinding till I'm tired
‘Cause they said: "You ain't grinding till you tired."
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find a way through the day
A light for the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right? My life