I got one life to live, you see?
I'm stayin' up off that stress weed
Heineken drinkin' that Louie 13
It keeps a major league
Playa on that hustle type
Big baller with so much clout
Keys in my lap, police in the rear view
Put 'em on a half speed, didn't bail out
I'm not afraid cause I got heart, runnin' thru the woods to the graveyard
Helicopters on my trail, I slipped and fell plus it's gettin' dark
Now what do ya know?
I heard two barrels cocking over my shoulder
They found the dope I was laying on when they turned me over
I'm mad as fuck cause the cuffs tight on my hands
I'm takin' an ass whippin', dreamin' for the ambulance
I'm in the squad car, depressed cause I'm covered with dirt
They finna hyde my ass, I wonder is it worth it?
I called on God, but his phone must be off the hook
I feel the evil spirits tellin' me to go out like a crook
And kick the window out, the paperboy he gone shoot to kill
I'm out of patience, I got one life to live
Stayin' on my fuckin' trues
Live in battles 3 6 bruise
Keepin' up and all down
Bustas what you tryin' to prove?
Smokin' green by the P's
Fuck what you sayin' punk
Prophet posse got my back
Cristale is gettin' me drunk
Thangs still the same
Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul Duane Beauregard
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