Lyrics:
back and I promise it won't go to waste
(Rumchatta!)
This is not a movie (Not a movie)
This is real life (Real life)
When you're around you make me feel
Yeah ay
Frustrated every single dice I rolled I payed it
The price for life cannot be negated
Pushed around is this fated
When is it yes and when it
her body like she is a cot then,
Time flies club over make your way home,
She gives me a hug and says strikey wheres your phone,
So I give it and I know
start to get real then there's no time for feelings
When tryna conclude don't mix pleasure with business
When tryna resolve keep the lord as your witness
smoke resin get by
You wanna know what it's like to get high and forget life
Roll a blunt, get your mind right
Get your mind right waste some time, get
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
than Simian
You ever talk to your brother about this uh type of stuff?
Then she like no
I'm like well what you think?
She like I don't concern myself
pop you in the noggen
Your head be bobbin for this beat what do we have in common nothing you`ll be eating raman
Mix it all with lean them combinations
louie bag on your neck
Baby remember before you had shoes
When yo' life was filled with nothing but bad news
See everything I rock and wear is handmade
life
Death, death, death
So in this life, you must survive
For death, is right around the corner for you
Here's a little story about a hoe named Sue
Was
life
Death, death, death
So in this life, you must survive
For death, is right around the corner for you
Here's a little story about a hoe named Sue
Was
the dough at (yeah, ayy)
Back in this bitch like I never left
Lost my niggas so I'm by myself
This life thing put me to the test
I walk in Hillbrow
getting to your head you're
Out of control yes your mental state
Is deteriorating guess incorporating all this attention
Can be too much to take in with so
to wake you up
This shit's sponsored by Utica Coffee
Tell the truth, I'm doing my laundry
Tell some lies and you'll be sorry
Half of ya'll ain't heard me
bra strap
Female with him hurry slip it in your chocha
This love, Is taking my life, straight taking my life away
Everybody selling their soul well I'm
and ride along
Taking some notes and then I write the songs
I'm staring down the road my life has gone
Is this where I belong?
Is it wrong to not believe
and ride along
Taking some notes and then I write the songs
I'm staring down the road my life has gone
Is this where I belong?
Is it wrong to not believe
a club or papers by the pile
just ask toy soldier, toy soldier could of told you
at the boomin funk hut it was the afro with the butt
so to the flam lovers
like this
There's more ways you can use your time instead of
Looking for shit that you used to find
By the age of 16 ya finally come to grips
Livin life
one's there to hold your hand
Even heaven would agree sometimes, how this road gets
Losin' focus
Can't depend on them, why do they depend on me?
They
handle your pain
Start over from scratch and dismantle your name
It's holding you back and demanding you stay
This is the man I became
The difference is
your car flip with one bar spit.
Chorus 1:(ALL)
What's life?
what's life?
If life is what you make it
then im making mine a Classic
If life is what
play pretend that the world was near its end
I can be your friendly enemy or better yet we can just get high and
Fuck like when we were back at the club
balling all day Lord am grateful
Your girl giving me head and am thankful
Stepping at the club it's a gang star party yea
A gang star party
Niggas with
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