Piece Of My Life - 38 Spesh

Good night, Dad

Huh

Let’s go

Know what I’m sayin'?

It’s that time, man

It’s that time again, man

It’s that time to give y’all another piece of my life, though

Ayy yo, hit me up, ayy yo

Now I was easily influenced

Since a youth I knew the streets was confusing, still seemed to choose it

Keep it moving, keep from losing

Hand on keys and eyes on paper like I’m reading music

Where was y’all when I needed schooling?

Being foolish, instead of buyin' houses, I was seeing Judas

We was thirsty and needed fluid

I know how to drink but can’t find a river, somebody lead us to it

The streets made me verbally abusive

Stay in new relations

'Cause my communication need improvement

The feds tryna track my recent movements

Anti-bug system inside my crib hooked up to three computers

Next time you want me, send some decent shooters

All the bullshit attempts on my life only increase the rumors

Write through the mail when the people knew it

I felt like George in the cell with Diego from all the weed I flew in

That’s the reason that I speak it fluent

A real nigga can get it, keep it, lose it, and reproduce it, trust