Album: H.F.M. 2 (The Hunger For More 2) (2010)

This Is The Life

[Chorus:]
I'm gonna smoke all day
Fuck all night
I think I'm coming
This is the life
I'm counting money
Do what I like
Life is a gamble
Just shoot the dice
Green money keeps chrome wheels turnin'
White and Black girls popping
And purple weed burning
What I do with my time
Don't concern 'em, middle finger to the cops big money earning

Everybody is talking but my kinda talk is the reason I ain't got to walk
I got to ride
Hustle like my time is short
Surround my fort
with....choppa...
Damn if i get caught,
Get common sense To tell you ain't playing
Know how hard I fought
Fuck these bitches
They'll be there
When I'll get back
Back to the lab
Mag, load the chronic bag,
Smoking and scratching the pad
...Rap when I'm mad
had to go back to the rags
carry on with my swag
... is all over your bag
Get better
... these haters have a death wish
And I can smell them 'round the block.

[Repeat Chorus:]

South side is where I got my style at
... the future is fucked up
And crying ladies want their child back
Born in the combat
I get it spent more behind that
This... contagious avoid contact
I've been rhyme jack
Lift away until I lost my mind
... catch money is my favorite...
I'm like... With a bullet back
... there friends... but they all wanna roll up
They don't wanna scrub
And I don't want no...
Baby... until you catch me
Let me breathe until I catch that

[Repeat Chorus:]