[Verse 1]
Man fuck everybody
Peer pressures a bitch, judgments worse, I don't need that shit
I'm trying to let life drive its course but I can't steer for shit
So I'm living for the moment not knowing where I'm going
Fucking over women that say I should be growing
Up but immaturity is what I'm use to showing
Just shut the hell up and just start blowing
Aw, that's so cliché. Boy behave but you know I won't
Speeding through the streets of VA, engine sound like vroom
Living life over shoulders since Sai got jumped I watch my back
Never trust a n***a that says trust me, no I don't trust that
So I praise God that's Jehovah, don't let me die unsober
I'd rather die in a Rover shot up in Vegas
Guess too much Pac's on my playlist when you dream of greatness
Hold up, I'll wait for you to praise this
Our dreams are our aspirations just waiting to come alive
Know I can't have it all but damn it I'm a try
Can I live n***a? Can I live?
Trying to reach out to White America, can you hear me honey?
Getting rich off mixtapes impossible with n***a money
A n***a need some money so I'm steady screaming

[Hook]
All I see in this world are some black and blanc bitches
All I want in this life is some money and forgiveness
Cus I won't stop sinning cus I'm trying to live n***a
Cus I can't stop sinning cus I'm trying to live
So I pray to God heaven is something like Vegas
I pray to God that there's a strip club if I make it
Cus I won't stop sinning cus I'm trying to live n***a
Cus I can't stop sinning cus I'm trying to live

[Verse 2]
N***as in prison, Mexicans living
I don't care just keep working, for the man ain't shit different
And Miley just keep twerking, and when I'm hard start jerking
And when I die I swear to God I better have Zimmerman's attorney
Blanks fired from the mac, that's that Bernie
Sticks and stones heal fast, only words hurt me
And bitches talk best believe they'll talk. They just trying to see me lose it
So I hope these punchlines hit you with Silva when you feel my fucking music
Muse pose for me I'm a goddamn artist
Still all about that peace like I'm Ron Artest
I never told mom I rap because I guess
Cus I didn't want her to think of my art is less
I'm heartless when it comes to loving these hoes
But when it comes to loving my city can't split us up like stones and roll
Or how Wiz roll
Picture me not in the game, that's Ness without Mitch
Either one, both in the same, like left and right Twix
Hold up, I got Jaden on my right, Pinkett on my left
Praying its not poison I got them drinking with
Tube stitched to Albert Magnus, madness. So I wish you will bitch

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Can I live n***a? Can I live n***a? Can I live?
Pour one up
This is for the dead homies that I never had
Pour one up for the dead homies that I never had

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