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Lifestyle

Album: Under Investigation 2 Durasi: 2:49

(Aye yo, Bans, what you cookin'?)

Cold blooded, no point to prove, he been smackin' shit

Detectives know it's him 'cause when he shoot it, he be accurate

He certified, he won't hesitate to bag a bitch

Blood in his eyes, bumpin' that Webbie, on that savage shit

Contract killer, ain't scared of nothin', he a gun tight nigga

Tell him go get him, he gon' come back with him

Don't call my phone, leave me 'lone, you is not my nigga

And I been prayin' to that chrome, it's just me and that pistol I'm clutchin'

Ain't backin' down just ain't in town, I been road runnin'

Workin' on this show money, need new and I need old money

You steady givin' these hoes money but 'round here need to hold somethin'

That chopper hold a whole hundred, that bitch spray from Sunday to Monday

And I know you ain't seen me lately

Just stayin' away from this fake shit

I been peepin' all the hate shit

And they think I'm goin' crazy

I see everything but don't say shit

It's hard but I face it

Street nigga lifestyle, might not make it

Here today, you're gone tomorrow, back to the basics

We don't fuck with the cops but that don't mean that we racist

We been beatin' the block, then we comin' back with them faces

I know niggas with open wounds, I know niggas with open cases

It ain't promised that you make it with the chances that you takin'

Ain't got that burner, then you naked, when it's your turn then you take it

Lesson learned, you can't erase it, you got that bread, you better break it

If you got money, better save it, even though my young niggas'll take it

18, I'm on my shit, they on my dick, I know they hate it

Every day we in the bricks, same shit, we tryna make it

Another homicide, police still tryna trace it

Molly got 'em goin' crazy, out the police, smokin' back to back

He beefin' with the other side, them boys been goin' tit for tat

Change for you life, this for that

Blow his brains out just for that

Catch him in the streets, ain't with the rap

Nigga, if it's beef, don't give me dap

Take his sack, Warren Sapp

I don't listen 'cause I know it's cap

Said you lookin' for me but I know it's cap

Nigga must be usin' Dora's map

Nigga must be usin' Dora's map

Where I'm from, all we know is trap

Where I'm from, all we know is trap

Ridin', bitch, we ain't takin' naps

And I know you ain't seen me lately

Just stayin' away from this fake shit

I been peepin' all the hate shit

And they think I'm goin' crazy

I see everything but don't say shit

It's hard but I face it

Street nigga lifestyle, might not make it

Here today, you're gone tomorrow, back to the basics

We don't fuck with the cops but that don't mean that we racist

We been beatin' the block, then we comin' back with them faces

I know niggas with open wounds, I know niggas with open cases

It ain't promised that you make it with the chances that you takin'

Ain't got that burner, then you naked, when it's your turn then you take it

Lesson learned, you can't erase it, you got that bread, you better break it