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    "Life" Lyrics

    Freeway feat. Beanie Sigel

    I came up with my man, same hood, same age
    Witheld names to protect the guilty and
    Your boy Free was filthy, same clothes, different day
    Be the first to admit it, while niggaz claim to be
    willies, hey
    We cleaned up the first donny I drove
    Cooled up the first tommy I seen, follow the flow
    Smoke a timmy, with this semi, made his chimney move
    Nerves made his body shake, everybody froze
    So young with a pump and a mac
    Still manage to make it the magic, the bad kids

    On the block, with a bundle of crack, package of pills
    All heads will try to teach us to rhyme
    He said Muhammed walk with a sword, I roll with a gat
    This the same shit, different day, from times
    Now my man Book ain't writing me back
    So I figured, I'll try to reach 'em with rhymes, no listen to Mac

    [Chorus: singer]
    We thuggin' for life
    Gonna take it, oww
    And then enough
    Ain't no mistakin'
    But it's for life, it's my life
    Not for the taking

    [Beanie Sigel]
    To all my boys in the hood, the East coast throw boy back
    From the land of them throw boys black

    I keep my toast in the hood, gon' squeeze
    Hope you throw yours back
    Come to the streets to bring my homeboys back
    Blew my mind out this piece, but I'm always back
    I got sheet in my air, like mac, fall away back
    Shiit, I'm trynna come way up
    And make the path so freak, I tear the runaway up
    Uh, my life a bitch with a period on
    But still I keep it real, dog, I'm hittin' it raw
    And I don't know how to carry this bitch
    Sometime I wanna marry this bitch
    Sometimes I feel like quitting this whore
    But I can't cause it feel like, giving it all
    I've been on so fucking much, feel like my living was all
    But in my lifetime, I'm a deliver regrets
    Still with the evils, know that one day I'ma sit with the boss


    [Freeway (Beanie Sigel)]
    It's not even close, we throw toast, sleep with ya gats
    It's the worst of both hoods, holla at 'em Mac
    (Follow up exact with the Mac, and the v
    Get back, if you happen to see, the Mac or Free, at where you be)
    I be where you at, I come where you live
    The cat untuckle the gat, manuever the thing
    (The Mac untuckin' a pump, removin' they wig, with ease
    Hear the feds trynna ruin the boss Sieg'
    Before they kill me like Cornbread, you be like Diallo
    Before I'm stuck like luima, I be up when you need it)
    And I'ma ride for you, lace up my sneakers, puffin' my reefer
    Tuckin' my heater, duckin' your rounder, uh
    Tell 'em tricks they gonna die when I see 'em
    Let 'em know my friend colt 45 trynna meet with they mind
    But we keep drama, think, rhyme is the reason
    And Freeway the reason that you tied up in pajamas, uh

    This song was submitted on September 29th, 2015 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Leon Prince Reids, Nahum Sonson, Lee Johnson, Michael Joseph Hamilton.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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