Can I live til' my last day?   Hittin' honies that be nasty   Gettin' money in the fast way   And I only care halfway   But I still can't let you pass me      Yo, what's beef to you, three niggaz with hoodies and bats   That ain't shit compared to one small cat with gats   When we came here we cut off all kind circulation   Breathin', eatin' the whole situation   When we do our shit, we do our shit for real   While you take your money for your deal and make your own beats   Compose your own sheets, that's aight but chill   I'ma spend that mill and cop only hot shit      Rock top shit, you know how The Lox get   Then you can see me flyin' in the Bentley cockpit   Lox and B-I, hold our grica down for years   Gang not, but we been had our black tears   Niggaz under the stairs only understand what we got   Underground, all above must get shot   You couldn't book me Dano, see Luciano put the burners   To all y'all, what nigga bring it, I'm callin' y'all      You already know what it's about when I run up in your house   Put the gun up in your mouth and get the money out the couch   Hearin' you out is senseless, perhaps for instance   I give this faggot a French kiss   Black gloves, no prints, dark tints   Word on the street, they ain't heard from him since   You know about life after kicked the kid in   Since me and my mi-dan can flip seven gridams      Scridam the flow is forbidden   Either you ridin' or you dyin' 'cuz we swingin' iron   Lox and Poppa, turning niggaz into Jim Hoffa   Who gon' stop us, it's your last joint double copper   You gettin' money or you're runnin' from the Feds   Ain't nothin' over here but sixteen and one in the head   And I solemnly swear   That all y'all niggaz out there got a problem this year      Can I live til' my last day?   Hittin' honies that be nasty   Gettin' money in the fast way   And I only care halfway   But I still can't let you pass me      Can I live til' my last day?   Hittin' honies that be nasty   Gettin' money in the fast way   And I only care halfway   But I still can't let you pass me      Before you think of keepin me down, heatin' me down   The flow like water get deep and you drown   With no soul, many niggaz roll with no dough   Even the small Dunn got a little black hole   Your destiny is somethin you can never figure out   Niggaz is never happy 'til there's blood up in your mouth   There's a lot of killers, but who the hell are you to play in this?   A lot are dead, how the hell you take the pain?      Live with it, got money, you better get with it   My man had the thug in him, did his bid with it   Get married to the game but never have a kid with it   Advice from the wise, slice the pies   Too many schemes divides when dreams collide   Teams provide war for the street to absorb   You're stashed in the ceilin' and you slept on the floor   Only a blind dove'll fall in love with a whore      Uhh, uhh, uhh   Who the fuck wanna squeeze?   My Desert Ease make MC's freeze   You wakin' up in cold sweats, they just dreams   You still apoligizin', analyzin', my size and your size and   Realizin', a fist fight would be asinine   You just pop wines, I must pop nines   Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your grill piece   You're shook up, two bricks, every cook up   We can hook up, all I see is the future   Disrespect, I shoot ya   By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly      Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak, leak   Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet   Play for keeps wet shirts with experts on the creep   I be the mob fiance, about to marry it   Illegal transactions in Farragut with Arabics   Why not, they fit twelve up in the bedroom   Imagine what they stash is like, make you a classic like   My first LP, beef with me is unhealthy   Fuck around and get an ulcer, loose your pulse or   Collapsed lung, look how many gats I brung   For them homos, still doin' promos   Break both your legs, you're movin' slow-mo', got shined to glow mo'   Nine hundred and ninety six grams, you need for mo'      Can I live til' my last day?   Hittin' honies that be nasty   Gettin' money in the fast way   And I only care halfway   But I still can't let you pass me      Can I live til' my last day?   Hittin' honies that be nasty   Gettin' money in the fast way   And I only care halfway   But I still can't let you pass me      Can I live til' my last day?   Hittin' honies that be nasty   Gettin' money in the fast way   And I only care halfway   But I still can't