't stop, let's go Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta) Look at my life (Look at my life) Look
the crowd While others beg out loud I remember when (You're the lucky one) Money was so thin But dreams were all up in Looking at the lamp (You're the
others beg out loud I remember when You're the lucky one Money was so thin But dreams were all up in Looking at my lamp You're the lucky one
up in here feelin' naughty I like the go-go girl, go 'head work it shorty I got no time to trick, on the average girl I'm in paradise, caught up, in
been through some shit turned it all around and now my bank account likes oh shit could have took the coke route, heroin boy dope route chevy gets dressed up
N.O.C nigga, dig it yo' We stay cocked, that East Bank to that West Bank, straight killas And looka here nigga, thats on the reala Now looka here, I'm
lotta feelin' when you on da East Side On da East Side, we ride And it's a whole lotta dealin' when you on da East Side On da East Side, we ride It'
deeper and deeper, you just might slip Into a trance, mind going slow Didn't wanna curse so they'll pump it on the radio Called up Banks on the GTE
Bone, spreadin' my thug luv, havin' a ball Workin' it on the side, I straddle my nuts Puff on my green stuff, what did I look up and saw? All the police
slit eyed lady by the light of an eastern moon Shangai Lil never used the pill She claimed that it just ain't natural She took me up on deck and bit
you scared of, NIGGA WHAT!! [Black-Ty] As soon as I walked in the club I start lookin for a girl who suck dick like she made it up I know you out there
My innocence erased from talkin' back to my momma's face Like I was lost in space Without a trace, cuttin' class, bein' Mrs. Fast Ass Gettin' blasted with my dad, got caught up
Land so flat and sky so dark I say a prayer to float Should all at once the Sanasito surge beyond it?s banks Like Noah reaching higher ground I?d offer up
all time high Everybody gotta hate us like a fuckin iPod Shit and they tried to burn my phantom up, but i got my gun license I got my hammers up,
- Lil Wayne Yeah, uhhuh David Banner on the beat bitch Hahaha Young Money, Streets I'ma east sider rider, whoa kemosabe Bitches get to stepping like
when you look at us, just think about it We don't own nothin, if we get money, we got a lil' few dollars But our whole family tore up, nigga, you gettin