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von Cozz

Uhh, man this life we live (wooh)
West side baby, West side (yeah)

Yo I′ve been strong for a while but anyhow
I wonder how much strenght God gon' lend me now
′Cause niggas tryna have me out here lookin' petty now
All because they mad, they only scrapin' pennies now
Fuck it, tell my lil ma, "Bring the Remy out"
Or the Henny out, but please don′t fail me now
Aw shit, I forgot, she ain′t with me now
It seems like they always leave at the right time
The ones that always seem to keep me from my right mind
I guess I got to write my problems down 'cause in my lifetime
Ain′t no one in my eyesight that I can trust with my lifeline
An honest man walkin' this Earth is like Sci-Fi
The real truth is, this is where the crime lies
If you got beef with one dude, you got beef with five guys
Ain′t no going thru no drive-thru
But they gon' hit that drive-by, and bye bye


One minute you got a friend til the end
Then they try to steal yo motherfuckin′ ends (man, this life we in)
First you all she need in this life of sin
Then she try to fuck your friends (man, this life we live)
I been affected by both friends and kin
But fuck it, I guess we all sin (man, this life we in)
So roll that weed and pour up that gin poor
And this to how the story begins ('bout, this life we live)

If you really not a gangsta, don't say that (say that)
′Cause real ass gangstas don′t play that (play that)
There's a reason why the place that I stayed at
Had ghetto birds making they nests above where we laid at
A place that we remain slaves that
Got off the ships and then came back, I guess we want the chains back
′Cause it's easy to get your chain snatched, they want that, they take that
Real bad boys, "Take that, take that," this real life, you can′t fake that
Either get into it with guys who been institutionalized
Or get into school and grind
And then find, you goin' to school to get fined
Or maybe you can get signed
Now everybody say that you they nigga
But they only real interest is to get a large percentage
That album flopped, then you finished
I guess what they mean is, if you got money then it′s a friendship


One minute you got a friend til the end
Then they try to steal yo motherfuckin' ends (man, this life we in)
First you all she need in this life of sin
Then she try to fuck your friends (man, this life we live)
I been affected by both friends and kin
But fuck it, I guess we all sin (man, this life we in)
So roll that weed and po' up your gin
And listen to how the story begins ′bout (man, this life we live)

I first learned niggas wasn′t nothin' as a youngin′
From someone I call my cousin, I was like eight or somethin'
Back when I was on my Pokemon card shit
I finally got this holographic Charizard, it cost me
Cousin came thru, I told him the news, but I lost it
Well at least, I thought this, we both looked for it
Checked the whole room, under the bed, the closet
Damn, still ain′t got it
Went back to the closet like five minutes later
And guess what popped in, that card was just not there I'm so positive
This lil nigga took my shit, then helped me try to help me find it
Na, not him, no, never not kin
Shit, we wasn′t really blood, but na, we not crips
I'm sayin' that we wasn′t cousins
And now I guess we really aren′t friends
This is where it all ends, this shit ain't right, goddamn

One minute you got a friend til the end
Then they try to steal yo motherfuckin′ ends (man, this life we in)
First you all she need in this life of sin
Then she try to fuck your friends (man, this life we live)
I been affected by both friends and kin
But fuck it, I guess we all sin (man, this life we in)
So roll that weed and po' up your gin
And listen to how the story begins ′bout (man, this life we live)

This motherfucking life uhh is the life we motherfuckin' live
Watch your back, watch your front, goddammit
Nigga′s must be stupid, crazy or both

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Alright, you know what Cody?
Have a good fuckin' session
Don't fuckin′ call me today
Don′t fuckin' call me for the rest of the fuckin′ week
Get your fuckin' hoes in line
And really decide and sit down who the fuck you want
And you want to keep
Beause at this point I′m tired of you fuckin' lyin′ to me
And bein' disrespectful to me...

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