Life A Crime (feat. Dro Pesci)

Yea yea yea A life a crime lead to chalk lines, kill ya stomach quicker than pork rinds You know da deal I'm in the game while you courtside, everyday duckin one time You know da deal A life a crime lead to court rooms, lawyer bills and the dark tombs You know da deal Everyday struggles haunt you, i know the feeling what you goin thru, so what u gon do? I know the feeling i started with nothing on a mission nigga listen What I'm spittin nigga I'm really living I know the struggle for too long I know the hustle, been beefin From the streets to sit in ghini meetings It wasn't worth it too many friends too many hurses many churches Plenty hurtin I'm missin every person I wrote too many verses them coppers they keep me nervous I know the feeling of livin everyday with no purpose There's vodka in my thermus this glock I'm a need for certain The shit that you pop leave you dropped and you gon need a nurse and The fridge bare I been there, on welfare Food stamps no health care like who the hell care Nobody else there but wolves that smell fear its hotter than hell here You soft and melt here The dope coc or the pills so what u pushin on em? Got thieves knockin on doors and strait push in on em A life a crime lead to chalk lines, kill ya stomach quicker than pork rinds You know da deal I'm in the game while you courtside, everyday duckin one time You know da deal A life a crime lead to court rooms, lawyer bills and the dark tombs You know da deal Everyday struggles haunt you, I know the feeling what you goin thru, so what u gon do? Yo what u gon do forget what you wanna prove Boys in blue, got you calling audibles on corner moves Dont bite off more than you can chew get ya daughter snoozed Streets deeper than sonar too rough for snorkles duke Too many rats in the game, it aint like back in the day No street codes niggaz actin too lame The squares is cool the jeans is tight They the reason why my people not seeing the light, receiving this kite Sneak thieve in the night with heat or a knife Football numbers is givin to the people with white I'm like a virgin cuz I'm keepin it tight Too many years in a court room, and yeah I owe it all to the lord duke Him and that Timberland box of the bail money It start to settle in when you sleep in a cell dumy Them moves you was fakin, but you dealin with real money But real kingpins aint fakin they kill money A life a crime lead to chalk lines, kill ya stomach quicker than pork rinds You know da deal I'm in the game while you courtside, everyday duckin one time You know da deal A life a crime lead to court rooms, lawyer bills and the dark tombs You know da deal Everyday struggles haunt you, i know the feeling what you goin thru, so what u gon do?