Life We Live lyrics
Song information
Artist: Project Pat Album: Mista Don't Play: Everythangs Workin'
Lyrics
(Project pat) I was broke pocket full of lint now I'm on the bricks Getting paid like no otha dog now I'm stackin' chips On the road like a trucker man had to take some trips Doing shows for my brothas but strapped with extra clicks Just in case any sucker would wanna run his lips A female I don't trust her cause women like to tripz I stay all 'bout my getty green hell with some time Theres some crime that was petty seem still getting mine All this hatred I'm hearing though you I ain't fearing Better try to be growing old man with your children Escalade what a nigga steering last days nearing Tryna' get it right with god only one who I'm fearing Hopin' I'ma make it keep it real Never do I fakin' chances for a nigga to get paid So I take it living like a playa should Wishin' that you could knowin' it's all to the good Still down with the hood
(Chorus: repeat) This life we live (life as we live it) Oh so beautiful (oh it's so beautiful) Oh so beautiful (oh it's so beautiful)
(Project pat) Last year my cousin took a fall, a sad song Seem like we was just on the phone now he gone People used to try to judge him say he was wrong But you can't try to judge a man you'll do you wrong Smokin' out on a daily base I'm in the clouds Drinkin' liquor fallin' on my face Wondering how I survive all this foolishness Off in the street ridin' dirty I ain't new to this I'm packin' heat but the streets very hazardous To niggaz health watch your step you ain't lazarus You'll meet your death I'm the man from the north, north side of the town Where the real do support me and keep a frown Stayin' down got your gold grills dro in the air Barbecue on the grill sumin' cool for a playa When I ride through the streets hoes are plentiful Cause the life that we live so beau-ti-ful
(Chorus) 2x
(Project pat) Gotta take the good with the bad Smile with the sad, love what you got And remember what you had Messin' with the ones who helped me in the times When I was flat broke didn't even have a dime My family they was there, my niggaz they was there The rest of ya'll left me for dead didn't care I used to have dreams livin' large in this thang And by the grace of god I'm still alive in this thang I strive in this game to get all that I can Never said I'm the man, respect me as a man To you ones think I owe you somethin' Now that's a joke think you're bad come and get you somethin' How lows the dough? Either trill either fake You can love you can hate Either go and get your own or you can't sit and wait On the next man to come up you can peep this You can't do what I do handle yo' bu-si-ness
(Chorus) 2x
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Mista Don't Play: Everythangs Workin'" album track list
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