Little bit higher Little bit higher The umm, the beat, yeah
My point of view is viewing points on the digital Happy face sticker on the brick, still feeling miserable Scramble with the handle of the hammer still visible Bail bonds wishing for my bonds to be municipal Reminiscing on them rock chopping days Made a few M's, still got them rock chopping ways As I step into the fog where it's desolate and dark All the odds is against you like you wrestling with God From the bottom to starting right back where it started Right back on the white plate, the razor, and product Had a beam, a dream, a fiend, and a team A hustler ambition and a box of ammunition Until the end of time I'm defending every dime With my life if I got to, splitting rice with my partners From a sinner to a winner, bag of chips to a dinner Ain't no way in hell my patience wearing any thinner
[Hook:] And I'm still 'bout that life boy, got that right boy I dare you take a risk and try to step outside the light boy You scared of what awaits you, afraid who's there to face you They may be there to hurt you, or maybe to embrace you And I'm still 'bout that life boy, got that right boy I dare you take a risk and try to step outside the light boy You scared of what awaits you, afraid who's there to face you They may be there to hurt you
I'm a prizefighter holding the highest title, numero uno Numerous two-doors, but I ain't never knew those Just coke and a cup of ramen noodles Way before the name brands bet you I can name some shooters I came from where ain't nothin' but straight rum and cake crumbs Not enough birthdays and way too many graves dug Now I'm running round with more chains than a slave's son Been a H-U-S-T-L-E-R from age one So close to just being another stat Being another cat that got capped in his [?] Or just another dealer with a nine millimeter Can't blame me if I still sound a little bitter Relying on firearms to take my corner back Like I'm another [?], like this is my sidewalk White wet cookies drying on the iron board Listen closely, hear the hunger through the drywall
[Hook:] And I'm still 'bout that life boy, got that right boy I dare you take a risk and try to step outside the light boy You scared of what awaits you, afraid who's there to face you They may be there to hurt you, or maybe to embrace you And I'm still 'bout that life boy, got that right boy I dare you take a risk and try to step outside the light boy You scared of what awaits you, afraid who's there to face you They may be there to hurt you
Yeah Oh you pussy-ass niggas out here? Calling nine on a trill nigga? Hope you die And all these co-defendants out here giving statements? Man shut the fuck up
I'm a life sentence-beater, black Benz two-seater Put both feet up right before I light the weed up Thinking 'bout the days that was dark, all the snakes, all the Sharks, all the fakes, all the frauds (you know who you are) They all come and go, just like all my hoes Thinking that a Swisher gon' get 'em through my door Ain't no loyalty, ain't no lawyer fees Ain't no commissary, niggas just want you buried My co-defendant gave a statement to the state It broke my heart, had me questioning my faith Now I'm pressing pedals in Panameras and Wraiths Tryna dodge devils and penitentiary gates These niggas ain't playing fair out here in the playing field Wanna lock a playa up, cuz the playa staying real I'ma leave this Earth same way that this hustla came Hustlin', and I put that on my [?]
[Hook:] And I'm still 'bout that life boy, got that right boy I dare you take a risk and try to step outside the light boy You scared of what awaits you, afraid who's there to face you They may be there to hurt you, or maybe to embrace you And I'm still 'bout that life boy, got that right boy I dare you take a risk and try to step outside the light boy You scared of what awaits you, afraid who's there to face you They may be there to hurt you
[Gunplay, (Gunplay's Mom):] Hello? (Hey Rich, what's up?) Ay I'm just chillin what's up Mom? (Just called to tell you something) What? (You are a very strong-willed, strong-minded individual I'm saying this to say that No matter how many times you go to jail No matter how many times you try and fail Okay, just do me one favor) What? (Never leave the game, okay?) I love you Mom (Love you too sweetie) ByeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
