[Produced By DJ Hoppa & Kato; Scratches by Ichy The Killer]

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Nowadays everybody want to be up in the next man’s business
Instead of making a lane
They taking the same road that’s been paved
And they claim that it’s different
Instead of doing their own thing they follow another
But we ain’t going nowhere if we follow each other
They got us going in circles
Losing my mind, I’m fucking rolling this purple
And puff a few at a time to take my mind away
Thinking I could find a way to get paid by now, I could die today
By the way, I’m thinking I could buy the bar
To get brained by your bitch out by the car
But that’s cliché, overdone
Growing up in the Bay I was growing dumb
Hoes going ham, boy I’m going nuts
Cause I’m going in like I don’t give a fuck
And I don’t, and I don’t, and I don’t

[Verse 2]
I’m on the edge, no need to push me
All I need: weed and a piece of pussy
A bowl packed and a pair of tits
And some Xanax bars from my therapist
That I misuse, I got issues, sheetrock that I put my fist through
My wife’s like I don’t really get you
I live life like I don’t really get to
Cause I’m all about work, they all about watching
Tryna copy what I’m doing but it really ain’t an option
If you watching what I’m doing, boy I’m doing something different
Pay attention to the riches and the rhythm that I’m spitting
Imma get it, fuck it Imma get it
I don’t pay attention to the haters and the critics
You can give it up, me Imma live it up
See this is what I’m built for and I don’t give a fuck
And I don’t, and I don’t, and I don’t
[Hook]
Let me live, stay out my way while I reach for my piece of the pie
Let me live, I’m just tryna get paid, get a piece of pussy, get high
Let me live, let me live, let me live, let me live
Let me live, stay out my way while I reach for my piece of the pie
Let me live, I’m just tryna get paid, get a piece of pussy, get high
Let me live, let me live, let me live, let me live

[Outro]
Let me live
Let me live
Live