I don't live no mo' Sometimes I hear death at my front do' I'm livin everyday like a hustle, drug to juggle; another day, struggle I don't live no mo' Sometimes I hear death at my front do' I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to day, another struggle
I know how it feel to wake up up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to People look at you like youse the Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser But don't know about your stress-filled day Baby on the way mad to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish, I remember I was like you Smokin blunts my crew, flippin over 62's Cause G-E-D, wasn't I got P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me She was to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out licks for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw move Glock nineteen for and flower moves for chumps tryin to my flow And what they don't know will on the autopsy Went to see Papi, to cop me a Asked for some consignment and he tryin to hear it Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York me if you can like the Gingerbread Man You better have gat in hand, cause man
I don't wanna no mo' I hear death knockin at my front do' I'm livin everyday a hustle, another drug to juggle; another day, struggle I don't wanna no mo' Sometimes I hear death at my front do' I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to another day, another
I had the master I'm in the on my way to Maryland with my man to take over this projects They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs And when he to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?" I got my on the Amtrak with the crack in the of her ass Two of hash in the stash I wait for hon to make some quick I told her she could be Lieutenant, got gassed At last, I'm literally loungin Sittin back, countin double digit thousand Had to re-up; see what's up my peeps Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps See who got smoked, what was spread Last I heard I was with six to the head Then I got the phone call, it hit me harder We got infiltrated, like at the Carter Heard Tec got murdered in a I never heard of by some bitch named over nickel-plated burners And my swear to God she won't snitch I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the rich Conspiracy, be home in three Until then I out for the whole family A G, that's me, blowing like a bubble; in the struggle
I don't live no mo' I hear death knockin at my front do' I'm everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle; day, another struggle I don't wanna no mo' Sometimes I hear death at my front do' I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another to juggle; another day, another
I'm seeing body after body and our mayor tryin to see no black man turn to John Gotti My daughter use a potty so she's now Educated street knowledge mold 'er now a little dough buyin young girls fringes Dealin with the dope binges, seein syringes in the hard to explain, how I maintain The crack make my brain feel so strange Breakin days on the set, no Drunk off Moet, bag yet because it's still wet But when dry, baggin five at a time I can about nine on the check cashin line I had the first and the rehearse that's my word Thick in the game, D's knew my name Should I quit? Shit no! though they had me scared Yo they got a eight, I gotta with air holes.. ..and that's just how the shit go in the motherfucker
Hah.. c'mon.. what you
I wanna live no mo' Sometimes I hear knockin at my front do' I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to another day, struggle I don't wanna no mo' Sometimes I hear knockin at my front do' I'm everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle; day, another struggle
Uhh, uhh Junior M.A.F.I.A., (yeah..) (rock on..) (WOO! .. Biggie .. right ..)