Life We Live Project Pat, Namond Lumpkin, Edgar Fletcher

I was broke pocket full of lint now Im on the bricks

getting paid like no other dog now Im stackin chips

on the road like a trucker man had to take some trips

doing shows for my brothers but strapped with extra clicks

just in case any sucker would wanna run his lips

a female I dont trust her cause women like to trip

I stay all by my getty green hell with some time

there some crime that was petty seem still getting mine

all this hate trip Im hearing though you I aint fearing

better try to be growing old man with your children

escalate what a nigga staring his last days nearing

trying to get it right with god only one who Im fearing

hopin Ima make it keep it real

never knew I get the chances for a nigga to get paid

so I take it living like a player should

wishin that you could knowin its all to the good

still down with the hood



This Life We Live (Life as we see it)

See its oh so beautiful (Oh its so) beautiful

Oh so beautiful (Oh its so beautiful)



Last year my cousin took a fall, a sad song

seem like we were just on the phone now he gone

people use to try to judge him sayin he was wrong

but you cant try to judge a man you do you wrong

smokin out on a daily base Im in the clouds

drinkin liqour fallin on my face

wondering how I survive all this foolishness

up in the street ridin dirty I aint new to this

Im packin heat but the streets very hazardous

to a niggaz health watch your step you aint Lazarus