Lyrics Why - Sticky Fingaz , Still Living

Aight nigga hold it down baby, one love
Aiyyo, yo Bruce - ohhh shit!
Aiyyo nigga
Yo I know this ain't that nigga Kirk
Yo Bruce - yo Bruce, that that nigga Kirk?
Look look, look at that nigga
Who that Dez? - This Dez, whassup nigga?
Oh shit, nigga, when they let yo' ass out?
What the fuck you been drinking? Look like you 'bout to pass out
Nah, I'm aight, G, just had a little Olde E
You know me - tryin' to keep it cool, play it low-key
You heard Brucey got knocked and Clay, he shot Fozee!
Yeah, I know, G, damn, that shit is fucked up, right?
Yo, Bruce, you could drop me off at 57th & 9th?
Damn, I would but I gotta pick up my seed and my wife (Take a minute, nigga)
Plus you be on some other shit and I don't need dirt in my life
Come on, nigga, I got the gas money, plus I got this L
You gon' shit on me, son? I just got outta jail!
Yeah, aight God but I ain't with the bullshit no more (What you talkin' 'bout, man?)
Put that cigarette out
Oh what, you don't smoke no more?
Nah, it's just a new car and don't slam my door
Aight but on the way I need to make a stop at the store
See, give a nigga a inch, he take a yard
But you my dog, so I'ma keep it real with you, God, come on
Aight good looking, nigga
You better buckle up, nigga
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this - why?
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this - why?
Aiyyo, pull over right there nigga (where?)
Right beside that blue Lexus (where you goin'?)
I just gotta go pick up some money; I'll be back in a few seconds
Yeah aight don't let a few seconds turn into some minutes
Cause I'll bounce on you nigga, tires burnin' wheels spinnin'
Nigga you leave me? Your ass'll never hear the end of it
Yeah aight God whatever man just hurry up and cut the bullshit
(Inside the jewelry store)
"Aight you know what this is everybody on the motherfuckin' floor
Take that shit off!"
"Yo, I'm Tyrone Holmes. I ain't givin' up nothin'."
"What nigga? Fuck that. Motherfucker. Stop cryin'!"
(Outside at the same exact time)
Only two minutes double parked, here come cops
Saw 'em in the rear view, that's when I heard shots
I seen the store door open, it all happened in slow motion
My man running with his gun smoking (Oh shit!)
I'm ready to pull off and act like I don't know him
Nigga, yo go nigga go, go, God
You don't you see the cops? You buggin'
What? How they gon' catch us? We in a S-500
Nah, you lunatic ass nigga I ain't goin' down for you
Nigga we could get away
But if we get caught, they gon' hang you too (damn)
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this - why?
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this - why?
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this - why?
Now we doin' bout a hundred miles per hour down back blocks
About a million things on my mind, a nigga that hot
This clown next to me, actin' like he hit the jackpot
Nigga what the fuck is your problem? I got the loot (What loot?)
You beefin' with me ain't gon' get us out of hot pursuit
Yo, I heard shots, what was that?
Some fool wouldn't give me his jewels
See, you whylin' God, I'm thinkin' bout my wife and my kid
Nigga my life, I ain't tryin' to do no bid
Nigga I think you actin' scared, if you really wanna know
You drivin' too slow - YO! Nigga keep your eyes on the road
You almost spun outta control on that last pothole
Slow your role Kirk Jones son you just don't know (I don't know what?)
Yo the way I feel right now, I never felt iller
How you gon' grab me like this and violate a nigga?
Violate you? Nigga you tryin' to front on me?
Remember I'm the nigga in this bitch that got the heat
And before the cops catch me I'm holdin' court in the street
You think I'm gon' let the cops get you, arrest you, (Now you thinkin') handcuff you? You crazy? I wanna kill you (What?)
You selfish motherfucker you ain't seein' the light
Remember I was supposed to be pickin' up my seed and my wife (Shut up)
Now I'm a wanted accomplice in a jewelry heist
Fuck you want me to say? I'm sorry I swear, look me in my eyes
But if you gon' act like a bitch nigga then let me drive
"Yo son what the fuck you doin' God?"
"Yo fuck that."
"Get off the steerin' wheel."
"Yo fuck that nigga, you act like a real pussy nigga."
"Yo, you whylin' son, you gon' make me crash! I got this! I got this, chill!"
We live our life like this, we live our life like this (The assailants begin to fight, in their own stupidity)
We live our life like this, we live our life like this (Instead of working together to get away)
We live our life like this - why? (They do the exact opposite)
We live our life like this, we live our life like this (And wind up heading for a tragic situation)
We live our life like this, we live our life like this (Now I'll let you hear the rest)
We live our life like this - why?
We live our life like this, we live our life like this (Yo, yo relax. I got this, I got this God)
We live our life like this, we live our life like this
We live our life like this - why?
Oh shit! Yo, yo - yo Bruce!
Oh shit
Come on man, come on man, you be aight man
Yo yo, it's not that bad man, it's not that bad man
Trust me - yo would I lie to you man?
Trust me man (I don't think I'mma make it God)
Oh shit. it's gon' be alright man
(Tell my wife I love her)
Yo Bruce man, don't don't fuckin' die on me man