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Life of a Felon Video (MV)




Performed By: Sjwill
Language: English
Length: 3:38
Written by: Windell Abelon




Sjwill - Life of a Felon Lyrics
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They say success
Is the sweetest form of revenge
But every time I slide
My body feel cleansed
Out grinding
I don't need no rest
I'm outside
Street certified
I need blue strips
Don't need no blue check
I'm up next
Bringing real rap back
Putting fake shit to rest
Finna make a album
Got a lot on my chest
Death to my enemies (Rest in peace The Jacka)
Til my last breath
Applying pressure
Keep my foot on they necks
My nigga out of line
So you know he got checked
Any sign of disrespect
I'm shooting
Until nothing left
Niggas always want it
But never earn their respect
Always strive for the best
Won't take nothing less
If niggas don't kill me
I'll probably die off of stress
Broke my heart
Laid my grandma to rest
It broke my heart
Laid my grandma to rest
It broke my heart
Laid my grandma to rest
Every loss that I take
I just take it as a lesson
Momma say I'm blessed
But I'm really out here stressing
Ain't no gymnastics
We gonna catch him
We gonna stretch him
Hustling until the end
This the life of a felon
Every loss that I take
I just take it as a lesson
Momma say I'm blessed
But I'm really out here stressing
Ain't no gymnastics
We gonna catch him
We gonna stretch him
Hustling until the end
This the life of a felon
War stories with the homies
Laughing at the shit we did
Little do we know
Probably catch us all in the end
All these niggas "hustling"
Still ain't got no f*cking bands
Posting up pictures
Worried about likes
Up in Instagram
Cop searched the car
But all he found
Was them little grams
Dreams weren't only dreams
Tuned my dreams all into plans
First time in the county
Told myself
Won't be back again
Next year
Same month
I was down
In the same cell again
All my raps real
I don't need to pretend
Who knew rap is easy
All I got to do is vent
Chasing dead presidents
Lil Baby
I don't need no friends
Been through hell and back
Man I thought that shit
Would never end
Charge it to the game
When you speak about my life of sin
Solid down to my bones
All the way to my skin
If there is a heaven
Man I feel
I won't get in
If there is a heaven
Man I feel
I won't get in
Every loss that I take
I just take it as a lesson
Momma say I'm blessed
But I'm really out here stressing
Ain't no gymnastics
We gonna catch him
We gonna stretch him
Hustling until the end
This the life of a felon
Every loss that I take
I just take it as a lesson
Momma say I'm blessed
But I'm really out here stressing
Ain't no gymnastics
We gonna catch him
We gonna stretch him
Hustling until the end
This the life of a felon
In these streets you got to move cautious
Learn to take losses
Cuz niggas like me
Will do anything for profit
Married to the game
Divorce is not a option
Got my niggas back
If shit pops off
Then I'm popping
Shout out to my niggas who kept it real
We locked in
And I'm a keep it real
Until my body hit the coffin
Once I hit the top better know
Ain't no stopping
I'm used to keeping caution
Cuz these suckers out here plotting
Crime shit on the daily
Enforcement out there watching
Riding around the city
Looking for suckers
Until we got them
Bouncing out the car
We gonna solve all our problems
Bouncing out the car
We gonna solve all our problems
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They say success
Is the sweetest form of revenge
But every time I slide
My body feel cleansed
Out grinding
I don't need no rest
I'm outside
Street certified
I need blue strips
Don't need no blue check
I'm up next
Bringing real rap back
Putting fake shit to rest
Finna make a album
Got a lot on my chest
Death to my enemies (Rest in peace The Jacka)
Til my last breath
Applying pressure
Keep my foot on they necks
My nigga out of line
So you know he got checked
Any sign of disrespect
I'm shooting
Until nothing left
Niggas always want it
But never earn their respect
Always strive for the best
Won't take nothing less
If niggas don't kill me
I'll probably die off of stress
Broke my heart
Laid my grandma to rest
It broke my heart
Laid my grandma to rest
It broke my heart
Laid my grandma to rest
Every loss that I take
I just take it as a lesson
Momma say I'm blessed
But I'm really out here stressing
Ain't no gymnastics
We gonna catch him
We gonna stretch him
Hustling until the end
This the life of a felon
Every loss that I take
I just take it as a lesson
Momma say I'm blessed
But I'm really out here stressing
Ain't no gymnastics
We gonna catch him
We gonna stretch him
Hustling until the end
This the life of a felon
War stories with the homies
Laughing at the shit we did
Little do we know
Probably catch us all in the end
All these niggas "hustling"
Still ain't got no f*cking bands
Posting up pictures
Worried about likes
Up in Instagram
Cop searched the car
But all he found
Was them little grams
Dreams weren't only dreams
Tuned my dreams all into plans
First time in the county
Told myself
Won't be back again
Next year
Same month
I was down
In the same cell again
All my raps real
I don't need to pretend
Who knew rap is easy
All I got to do is vent
Chasing dead presidents
Lil Baby
I don't need no friends
Been through hell and back
Man I thought that shit
Would never end
Charge it to the game
When you speak about my life of sin
Solid down to my bones
All the way to my skin
If there is a heaven
Man I feel
I won't get in
If there is a heaven
Man I feel
I won't get in
Every loss that I take
I just take it as a lesson
Momma say I'm blessed
But I'm really out here stressing
Ain't no gymnastics
We gonna catch him
We gonna stretch him
Hustling until the end
This the life of a felon
Every loss that I take
I just take it as a lesson
Momma say I'm blessed
But I'm really out here stressing
Ain't no gymnastics
We gonna catch him
We gonna stretch him
Hustling until the end
This the life of a felon
In these streets you got to move cautious
Learn to take losses
Cuz niggas like me
Will do anything for profit
Married to the game
Divorce is not a option
Got my niggas back
If shit pops off
Then I'm popping
Shout out to my niggas who kept it real
We locked in
And I'm a keep it real
Until my body hit the coffin
Once I hit the top better know
Ain't no stopping
I'm used to keeping caution
Cuz these suckers out here plotting
Crime shit on the daily
Enforcement out there watching
Riding around the city
Looking for suckers
Until we got them
Bouncing out the car
We gonna solve all our problems
Bouncing out the car
We gonna solve all our problems
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Writer: Windell Abelon
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