Just Tryin ta Live

We need to change our ways

Doin the same thing we did yesterday

Making beats, getting high

Chasing freaks, feeling fine

Its just the same old shit

But I think we ain't gone quit

Makin a rhyme, climbing the hill

Staying alive, just tryin ta live

It's a constant struggle, but brothers gotta keep climbing

People be thinking this shit is simple and simon

Lookin at my wrist to see the position that I'm in

Kinda clothes I'm wearing, the type of car that I'm drivin

With damn near nothing to fight with

Flashlight, nightstick, ain't no blowin up right quick

Type shit, I just write shit, hopin it might hit

So I can make a living, but there some who don't like it

But I. I really don't give a motherfuck

A nigga's tryin to get another buck

The legal way that people say what they want em

But I'm gonna, smoking drinkin fuck with these freaks

Til I find one life with mona

Every day wishin and prayin

Can't be kidding and playing

Fast break missing the laying

Man we need to make these beats, fuck these freaks, fire these sweets

Constantly asking me to change my ways

But the way I'm acting now is the way I'm acting since the first day

But the sumas to Vics (?) smoke blunts significant others man

Ya'll can't stop the jump up for pound with these brothers

It's a rough long climb up the hill to the top

Giving it all that we got

As we proceed to wreck shop

And it's the same shit, Ain't shit changed since 94'

You see the scorn left the scene

And paid the circle back to let you know

Gotta get my paper bro

If I can't I'mma let it do

We coming back for mo, and kicking the hinges off your door

(kickin the hinges off your door)

And life is so lunt slunt

Amongst all these issues we grind, cause the rents due monthly

But everything you do is certain consequences

I know there is more than this is a Piz and hes three dimensions

I'm just trying to hold it down and maintain my existence

Lets put something down right here and we can do it with persistence

I'm knowing its real cause I can feel it in the distance (talk to me)

Its like old folks that get settle in their ways

And it pays for one to be wise these days

Smoke one is my typical habitual ritual

That let this music and these words give you a visual

Now I'm just tryin to gain green

(I'm doing the same thing)

Them hoes don't wanna see me live

(They all wishing to change thing)

All doing some strange things

But leemee(?) Rico I know

My baby mama keep them crooked police booking my dough

Nothing but beer, plus I got these fucking lyrics I wrote

You mean them niggas fucking with you by flows

You make em count by zeros

(Ain't they some hoes?)

I know, all up in a nigga shit

Fuckin with your women get, with it

Come on my nigga, ya'll stay committed

If you ain't got a nigga get it

Stay the same dog, never quit it