[Verse 1] Botched hits, failed attempts Though we never died, suckers better hide Or regret they tried Fumbled, 4th and one On the goal line, I'm 'fin to take it back that 99 96 flow shift, Impala with the cherry wine Bitches trying to sip, don't get to drunk to ride Might call up on you bitch you know there is a time We might need you for a mission I weigh your living on line, cause they see us getting it Wonder if its mafia tied, scheduled one lyrics keep 'em high Surveillance at the marina, they ain't think I seen 'em but I spied They tried to tail us home from the arena Hoping that would lead 'em to a lead We waving as we pass off, peace Boss fool, people that you got to talk to before you run up on me Doors you got to be walked through by OG's Triple OG's, like 1000, listening to Ice T with a frozen Long Island Trying to get right quick like right now-ish
[Hook] This is the life I chose, yeah And this the life I'm living No matter how it goes, I gotta deal with the cards I'm given That's why I don't fuck around, don't fuck around, don't fuck around Cause you know I'll make it down, I'll make it down, I'll make it down
[Verse 2] Paper straight but I keep it in the closet Furs on the coat rack, rollies in the pockets My girl mom wanted her to marry a doctor Disappointed in her choice until I picked her up in from the airport in that Rolls Royce What could you say, the cost to be the boss been paid I lost some but in the end I won When its all done they say I was the one Don't apologize though, I ain't worried bout it Knew I was ill-er than those niggas the whole time You smell the difference in my gas when I roll by I could probably teach a a class So much work, I make it seem effortless Everyday sweats I'm in still fresher then peppermints These niggas better chill before I start rapping for real Independent hustler, then I got a major deal Released barges of raw at will and I will, nigga
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