No more wine for me, no more of weed 'Cuz I'm tryin' to see, if my can reach The level of the that we die to see I'm talkin' bout naturally where ya is free See I'm a breed, a country-fried emcee I to rhyme for free, but now I rhyme for cheese See it was bound to be, when there's to feed And there's bills to pay, gotta give way
The way I today, I could care less my mind is made, yeah my hair's a mess I don't bother to shave, I walk around chest a candy face, like I'm wearin' a vest I dare ya to test, I push a hundred-five off my pecs, triceps and biceps I'm all for the cause, ready to die I'm all for the cause, to die next
We don't even about it we live it, we live it (How you tell me how to live my life?) (Can't nobody me how to live my life) And if you think you can take it from us, come get it, get it (How you tell me how to live my life?) (Can't tell me how to live my life)
This life? It's yours? It's mine That's right mine yours this mine This life? It's It's yours? mine right it's mine That's yours this
Now ah, when I was a, man There was a couple of things put in my head sit down when ya need to stand Never drink all ya dreams and plans Poppa, what's inside ya glass? do as I do boy, do as I ask See do it right if ya gon' do it that And do it if ya gon' do it half-assed
Well, since then I an over-achiever Smoker and drinker, only I opened my blinkers And I'm broke, so I guess I gotta on my finger I need to come up, ah I'm just a dreamer A hustle schemer, these cops be like Rupp Arena Try an bust my weiner, with court subpoenas petty misdemeanors "Boy you ain't worth" like student like
We don't even talk about it we it, we live it (How you gon' me how to live my life?) (Can't tell me how to live my life) And if you think you can take it us, come get it, come get it (How you tell me how to live my life?) (Can't nobody me how to live my life)
This It's mine yours? It's mine That's right mine That's yours this This life? It's It's yours? mine That's right mine That's yours this
Same jeans in the that I strut in the fall No comb, no fade, no at all I'll give a for the haters and one for the law Sounds fine, Nappy Roots a little somethin' for Get a dutch, the gultch, then stuff it with straw Get higher a motherfucker, deep in the call Hit the sto', makin' mo', fifth and I pause Get tryna cut, got ya dick and balls Hell naw then broads at the
Big on a budget, tryna make it the mall Thank the Lord, for just livin', the most me, anybody got change I can borrow? Dime? a penny tryna get to the mall Wanna buy me ice too, slip it and fall Ops silly me, big nuts and they Didn't see that shit comin' a truck in the fall
We don't even talk about it we it, we live it (How you gon' tell me how to my life?) (Can't nobody me how to live my life) And if you think you can it from us, come get it, come get it (How you tell me how to live my life?) (Can't nobody tell me how to my life)
This life? It's It's yours? It's That's right it's That's yours mine This life? It's It's It's mine That's right mine That's this mine
hear ya say Nappy see ya dawg, all my magazine It's that life B, make that choice all on you Lemme ya say hear ya say Lemme ya say