Ooh this ain't the life that we chose,
It's the only life that we know
I done survived, so much bullshit in life,
I swear that I been through it all,
Been through it all
-See my dawg got slammed,
Now he fightin time in the can,
And the shit f*cked up,
Gave it every dollar he can,
Look like he a goner again,
And the light bill due,
But he still gotta eat,
Grand mama can't work,
Gotta give a little something just to make ends meet,
What you want us to do,
This all we ever knew
We can take it, we can break it, we can stretch it,
We can make it off of the Avenue?
And I'd rather get caught with it,
Than to get caught without it,
Cause it ain't no love from the other side,
And we might end up with a homicide,
Lot changed from a youngin,
We prayin to God, he sayin nothin,
Like how you let my dawg die,
I feel the pain and the suffering,
Before I take a aim at the public,
-I gotta tell you mother f*ckers why, ain't got no problem with pride,
I been to the pen, walkin the yard,
It is what it is, we are who we are,
I can't sleep bitch,
Feelin physical withdrawals all week bitch,
I ain't got nothin for no leech bitch, -I get mine by any means, necessary, Always on the front line, but the profit margin varies,
-Hail Marys with the pack, cross states,
-yea it touched down, but the bitch was off weight, need my bank statement massive, -Mansion on a pastor, in Calabasas,
Don't want to see another jail mat, or an air mattress,
Means I don't f*ck about it, If I'm bein passive,
How you expect us to act? We never had shit,
-I guess now you know the motive,
-And when it come to war I'll be loaded
Truth be told, you ain't never met somebody so devoted,
You get judged off the bad, not the good, hope you know this,
-They don't get the bigger picture, they ain't focused
--I'm the type to pack my bags without notice,
--like Pac starin at the world through my rear view I hold stong when the world feel hopeless
-See my dawg got slammed,
Now he fightin time in the can,
And the shit f*cked up,
Gave it every dollar he can,
Look like he a goner again,
And the light bill due,
But he still gotta eat,
Grand mama can't work,
Gotta give a little something just to make ends meet,
What you want us to do,
This all we ever knew
We can take it, we can break it, we can stretch it,
We can make it off of the Avenue?
And I'd rather get caught with it,
Than to get caught without it,
Cause it ain't no love from the other side,
And we might end up with a homicide
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Ooh this ain't the life that we chose,
It's the only life that we know
I done survived, so much bullshit in life,
I swear that I been through it all,
Been through it all
-See my dawg got slammed,
Now he fightin time in the can,
And the shit f*cked up,
Gave it every dollar he can,
Look like he a goner again,
And the light bill due,
But he still gotta eat,
Grand mama can't work,
Gotta give a little something just to make ends meet,
What you want us to do,
This all we ever knew
We can take it, we can break it, we can stretch it,
We can make it off of the Avenue?
And I'd rather get caught with it,
Than to get caught without it,
Cause it ain't no love from the other side,
And we might end up with a homicide,
Lot changed from a youngin,
We prayin to God, he sayin nothin,
Like how you let my dawg die,
I feel the pain and the suffering,
Before I take a aim at the public,
-I gotta tell you mother f*ckers why, ain't got no problem with pride,
I been to the pen, walkin the yard,
It is what it is, we are who we are,
I can't sleep bitch,
Feelin physical withdrawals all week bitch,
I ain't got nothin for no leech bitch, -I get mine by any means, necessary, Always on the front line, but the profit margin varies,
-Hail Marys with the pack, cross states,
-yea it touched down, but the bitch was off weight, need my bank statement massive, -Mansion on a pastor, in Calabasas,
Don't want to see another jail mat, or an air mattress,
Means I don't f*ck about it, If I'm bein passive,
How you expect us to act? We never had shit,
-I guess now you know the motive,
-And when it come to war I'll be loaded
Truth be told, you ain't never met somebody so devoted,
You get judged off the bad, not the good, hope you know this,
-They don't get the bigger picture, they ain't focused
--I'm the type to pack my bags without notice,
--like Pac starin at the world through my rear view I hold stong when the world feel hopeless
-See my dawg got slammed,
Now he fightin time in the can,
And the shit f*cked up,
Gave it every dollar he can,
Look like he a goner again,
And the light bill due,
But he still gotta eat,
Grand mama can't work,
Gotta give a little something just to make ends meet,
What you want us to do,
This all we ever knew
We can take it, we can break it, we can stretch it,
We can make it off of the Avenue?
And I'd rather get caught with it,
Than to get caught without it,
Cause it ain't no love from the other side,
And we might end up with a homicide
It's the only life that we know
I done survived, so much bullshit in life,
I swear that I been through it all,
Been through it all
-See my dawg got slammed,
Now he fightin time in the can,
And the shit f*cked up,
Gave it every dollar he can,
Look like he a goner again,
And the light bill due,
But he still gotta eat,
Grand mama can't work,
Gotta give a little something just to make ends meet,
What you want us to do,
This all we ever knew
We can take it, we can break it, we can stretch it,
We can make it off of the Avenue?
And I'd rather get caught with it,
Than to get caught without it,
Cause it ain't no love from the other side,
And we might end up with a homicide,
Lot changed from a youngin,
We prayin to God, he sayin nothin,
Like how you let my dawg die,
I feel the pain and the suffering,
Before I take a aim at the public,
-I gotta tell you mother f*ckers why, ain't got no problem with pride,
I been to the pen, walkin the yard,
It is what it is, we are who we are,
I can't sleep bitch,
Feelin physical withdrawals all week bitch,
I ain't got nothin for no leech bitch, -I get mine by any means, necessary, Always on the front line, but the profit margin varies,
-Hail Marys with the pack, cross states,
-yea it touched down, but the bitch was off weight, need my bank statement massive, -Mansion on a pastor, in Calabasas,
Don't want to see another jail mat, or an air mattress,
Means I don't f*ck about it, If I'm bein passive,
How you expect us to act? We never had shit,
-I guess now you know the motive,
-And when it come to war I'll be loaded
Truth be told, you ain't never met somebody so devoted,
You get judged off the bad, not the good, hope you know this,
-They don't get the bigger picture, they ain't focused
--I'm the type to pack my bags without notice,
--like Pac starin at the world through my rear view I hold stong when the world feel hopeless
-See my dawg got slammed,
Now he fightin time in the can,
And the shit f*cked up,
Gave it every dollar he can,
Look like he a goner again,
And the light bill due,
But he still gotta eat,
Grand mama can't work,
Gotta give a little something just to make ends meet,
What you want us to do,
This all we ever knew
We can take it, we can break it, we can stretch it,
We can make it off of the Avenue?
And I'd rather get caught with it,
Than to get caught without it,
Cause it ain't no love from the other side,
And we might end up with a homicide
Writer: Kenneth Bartels
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC