P-Lo - Life Lyrics

Yeah
Life is a trip, you might get a blip and then you're gone out this bitch
I just been chillin' and makin' some beats and most people act like I don't even exist
I keep a small circle, most people think bein' popular make 'em the shit
You better not cross me, might wake up with your head busted and your whip in a ditch
I'll cut your brakes out, like I got the snakes out, trust me I'll blow the whole bridge
If I don't need ya, you ain't got shit for me, sorry homie, I'm out, it just is what it is
You cannot get P, keep that thang on me, that's my lil homie, not talkin' kids
He ride with me to your bitch's house, Biggie taught me keep it every time I leave the crib
Yea, don't think you can run me, cause shit could get ugly when I'm feelin' spicy
Been on my A game and living my broke dreams, can't wait till the day everything ain't pricey
Tell me I'm crazy, I think I'm normal, not a lot I seen that can phase me
Been waitin' forever for my chance to get a bag, won't sell my soul for a contract that pays me
But I'm still out here livin' my best life, you cut me make sure that you kill me, yeah
Make sure that you get your best knife, cause if you stabbin my back and I don't die
I always come back around yea cause I'm that guy
It's over for you now, you on to the next life

It's like I got that Honda Civic, lyrical spirit, my flow is just that, reliable
Been in situations I can't change, yeah I know now that they not rectifiable
They makin' moves, they not justifiable
How you an enemy, you ain't a rival, but you still makin' all these songs
Like everybody ain't tired of just bein' lied to
I evolved just to spite you, you and everyone just like you
Volleyball, I'm a spike you, got em lookin', I'm the one lookin' right through
They mad, yeah, tryna throw em off the trail
Locomotive my flow, you gettin' blown off the rails
Stuck runnin' in circles, you chasin' your tail, run em over for real
This ain't no fairy tale, I smoke a lot, yeah, just to ease all of my dark thoughts
Tired of racin' around, jump kickin' through doors like this shit was parkour
I got the juice, the beef, yeah, now you wonderin' what did you start it for?
First song off that new tape, I thought I didn't know how to start it off
Skape goat, cause they can't escape me
Killin flows even before I had a goatee
Wait 'til I pull up with some gold teeth
You'll never be winnin', that's what they told me
Chip on my shoulder, never stop growin'
You know my tires aint the only thang smokin
And if it ain't cash, you must be jokin'