[Intro] *breathing* *dog barking* *gun shot and glass [The Game] Punk ass mothafucka, get ass up What chu was goin do? Kill me in my you bitch ass nigga? Tupac, Biggie! shut the fuck up! fucking dogs barking shit [Punk Ass Motherfucker] Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! *gun shot* [The Game] Fuck You Nigga! [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ til tired" So I’m grindin’ with my wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you’ve done took many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 1: Game] Take me from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like overdosed on cocaine Or take me away like bullet from Kurt Cobaine Suicide (Suicide..suicide..) I'm from a Windy City, like or Die" From a block close to where Biggie was That was Brooklyn's Shot for no reason you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3) 'Cause that's people And The he's the equal Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Like I needed father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3) I need some meditation, so I can leave people They askin' “Why?" Why John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed evil? Answer my question before bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m til I’m tired They say "You ain’t til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse The Game] We are not the I am a Martian So my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Sermon So eat this black music, and tell me it taste, now? And fuck Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about now Sometimes I about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye (My Life x3) Damn, I know momma's proud And since you helped me sell dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, More Drama" now Livin’ the good life, me and Common on ground I spit and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty a glock without a round my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots) [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And grindin’ 'til I’m tired They "You ain’t grindin’ 'til you tired" I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you’ve done took so of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my x3) Like what the hell am (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 3: Game] Walk through gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the album, playing backwards at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind fucked up, so I cover it a Raider hood I'm the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge (Compton...Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3) Ain't no bars, but niggas escape the hood took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas me, that make the hood Ridin' slow in that just the way I should (My Life x3) With the top my Sox hat I'm paid in full, nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ I’m tired They say ain’t grindin’ til you tired" So I’m grindin’ my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you’ve done took so many of people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life Like what the hell am I (doing right? (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3)