Street Life

Shit, every motherfuckin' night I sit here and
I be thinkin' about everything I coulda done but didn't do
But I guess life's a bitch
You win some, you lose some
But once you lose, you out

Heat up the nine with my bleedin' heart
And start shit with a vengeance of blazin' nights
With gunfights and drive-bys
Outta line G's with the P's and the G Nikes
Graduated from the game of street life

And what it feels like when a soldier's gone, it's on
Retaliatin', stay buckin' the chrome, I'm gone
From sippin' anything with liquor in it tryna maintain
Lost a motherfuckin' homeboy to the game and it's on
Even a hard fall, when the gun buck, you're fucked
Even a strong fall, do or die
We down to ride on any enemy sidelines
With dirty nines, passin' the time and gettin' high
And though we cry later, it's now now

Until the grave or the pen
I put it down for my closest friends
Ayo, to Scrappy and Whitey and Cricket that's doin' the hard time
Since you got my homeboy's heart, well, now you got mine

Street life, it's hard, I mean it's
It's really hard for us people that
That just can't live an ordinary life and
That we were given, 'cause it be just like
Set in the ghetto, we really didn't like
Have no other choice and
The people you go around with, I guess you
Just learn to be like it, you know what I'm sayin'?

They say the money is for nothin' and the chicks for free
That's why I'm rappin', attackin' the streets

I'm stackin' up G's, I'm baggin' up P's
I'm draggin' on D's, I'm raggin' MC's
I'm young and I'm free, I'm ready to bleed
I was a young buck, black laced up Chucks

Smokin' fat P-Dogs and rollin' lazer blunts
Went down the wrong path, we're prayin', hands for time
Visions of bloodbaths on how my old man passed
I lost a strong man and left a heavenly kid
Left me with watery eyes, man, water falls out my chin
I toss this verse in a rock, make sure it won't be forgot
So if you know me or not or if you know me a lot

It's for my mother of mine, my heart and my soul
She started my world, she gave me my bones and gave me my home
Me and my right-hand man, the only brother of mine
Give him my left hand, too, he never left me behind
I talk that Rogue Dog shit (For fools that bleed they veins)
I talk that Rogue Dog shit (For those that cry for days)
I talk that Rogue Dog shit (For dogs behind the cage)
I talk that Rogue Dog shit (Until I leave the game, the game of life)

Wake up, jumped out my bed (Fuck)
I'm in the manmade hell, shit, I think I'm better off dead
I'm prayin' for the Lord that forgave me

No chores, I'm askin' you to save me

I'm only eighteen, so I'm a dumbfuck

Tryin' hard to survive without gettin' stuck
But that's the life and it's me, I guess
Eses way deep, Shank two of the less
Can't run away from another trigger
With these pimp hoes, crackheads and drug dealers
I'm thuggin' for my stripes and taggin' up walls
And gettin' respect as a young dog (That's right)
It ain't nothin' like the street life

You better be strapped with your dump 'cause life's a bitch, right?
But I guess I gots to handle mine
I'ma hand my nine and lift the hands of time

See, the same ones that were goin' through
The same thing I was goin' through
We just chose to do it together
And I'm proud of bein' a homie
Fuck what they say about us bein' troublemakers
And callin' us outlaws because we carry guns
See, we choose to take the problems into our own hands
The victim isn't behind bars
Now the motherfucker's straight