[Chorus: Lil Wayne] And I'm grindin until I'm tired Cause they said you ain't grindin until you tired So I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find A way through the day, a life for the night Dear Lord you done took so many of my people I'm just wonderin why you haven't taken my life (my life, my life) Like what the hell am I doin right? (doin right) My life (my life, my life)
[The Game] + (Lil Wayne) 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 fuckin reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces (my life, my life) Cause that's Jesus people, and Game, he's the equal Hated on some much +Passion+ that Christ need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-Fella need a Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (my life, my life) I need some meditation, so I can lead my people They askin why, why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question 'fore this bullet leave this Desert Eagle